Your Stepdad, OLLY! Producer - MOMMAS lyrics
[Your Stepdad, OLLY! Producer - MOMMAS lyrics]
Ayy uh, I used to (Bah, bah, bah)
Gang (Hey Olly, ah, come on in here, dude)
Shout out Olly, shout out Yuki (Shit, shit)
Yuki Productions gang, ayy, yeah
I used to ride on the bus
Now I'm busting on mommas
(What the hell, boy?)
And a young nigga had a
Concussion when I went broke, ah
(Blah)
Tell me about it, I fell down, I came up
(Blah)
Never around, I'm alone with the paper
(Blah) green on green, I really hate capers
Shame on you, why you hang with my haters?
(Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Really, I bang with the KKK
I like siccing my dog on a nigga
Internet beef, logging off on niggas
You not money ready? They move with a caution
Give me your bump, I don't
Care what it's costing, gang
(What the hеll, boy?)
I miss my great-grandma, ayy
I miss the advice shе would give me, shit
(Bleh, bleh)
I'm running in circles, for really, uh
(Bleh)
Shawty gon' twerk on my willy, uh (Bleh)
Head over heels, I'ma break my achilles
Making a killing off killing these niggas
Bro got a blick and it's built with a kicker
(Shit) no, you is not my affiliate, nigga
Why do I gravitate idiots? (Shit)
Lowkey, I'm probably an idiot, nigga, damn
(Damn) cancel my card on a bitch 'cause
She thought I was broke
You thought I was feeling you? (Hell nah)
Twenty-two minutes alone with a
Bitch with a poke, she sloppy and difficult
(Bleh)
Really just wanted you bodily, physical
(Bleh)
Been a few years since I got my physical
(Damn) , damn
I used to ride on the bus
Now I'm busting on mommas (Shit) , ayy
And a young nigga had a
Concussion when I went broke, ah
(Shit)
Tell me about it, I fell down, I came up
Never around, I'm alone with the paper
(Bleh)
Green on green, I really hate capers (Bleh)
Shame on you, why you hang with my haters?
(Bleh) really, I bang with the KKK
I like siccing my dog on a nigga (Woo)
Internet beef, logging off on niggas, gang
(Bah, bah, bah, bah)
You not money ready? They move with a caution
Give me your bump
I don't care what it's costing
(Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Got a bad bitch and she came out of Boston
I guess, it's like, it's like, uh, gang
(Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Gang (Hey Olly, ah, come on in here, dude)
Shout out Olly, shout out Yuki (Shit, shit)
Yuki Productions gang, ayy, yeah
I used to ride on the bus
Now I'm busting on mommas
(What the hell, boy?)
And a young nigga had a
Concussion when I went broke, ah
(Blah)
Tell me about it, I fell down, I came up
(Blah)
Never around, I'm alone with the paper
(Blah) green on green, I really hate capers
Shame on you, why you hang with my haters?
(Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Really, I bang with the KKK
I like siccing my dog on a nigga
Internet beef, logging off on niggas
You not money ready? They move with a caution
Give me your bump, I don't
Care what it's costing, gang
(What the hеll, boy?)
I miss my great-grandma, ayy
I miss the advice shе would give me, shit
(Bleh, bleh)
I'm running in circles, for really, uh
(Bleh)
Shawty gon' twerk on my willy, uh (Bleh)
Head over heels, I'ma break my achilles
Making a killing off killing these niggas
Bro got a blick and it's built with a kicker
(Shit) no, you is not my affiliate, nigga
Why do I gravitate idiots? (Shit)
Lowkey, I'm probably an idiot, nigga, damn
(Damn) cancel my card on a bitch 'cause
She thought I was broke
You thought I was feeling you? (Hell nah)
Twenty-two minutes alone with a
Bitch with a poke, she sloppy and difficult
(Bleh)
Really just wanted you bodily, physical
(Bleh)
Been a few years since I got my physical
(Damn) , damn
I used to ride on the bus
Now I'm busting on mommas (Shit) , ayy
And a young nigga had a
Concussion when I went broke, ah
(Shit)
Tell me about it, I fell down, I came up
Never around, I'm alone with the paper
(Bleh)
Green on green, I really hate capers (Bleh)
Shame on you, why you hang with my haters?
(Bleh) really, I bang with the KKK
I like siccing my dog on a nigga (Woo)
Internet beef, logging off on niggas, gang
(Bah, bah, bah, bah)
You not money ready? They move with a caution
Give me your bump
I don't care what it's costing
(Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Got a bad bitch and she came out of Boston
I guess, it's like, it's like, uh, gang
(Bah, bah, bah, bah)