paroles de chanson I Hit These Licks for You Momma - Yoshi Thompkins , Bass Santana

Five for the xan
10 for the perk, bitch I ain't rich 'til my mama don't work
Bands in the app hoes getting on my nerves
Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve
Five for the xan
10 for the perk, bitch I ain't rich 'til my mama don't work
Bands in the app hoes getting on my nerves
Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve

I heard some niggas talking fuck it they can be about it
I heard that they gon' run up on me we'll see about it
I miss my momma like a bitch I need to see the island
But I can't stand to look her in the face as unaccomplished
I'm making beats, couple bangers think I'm on to something
But niggas sleeping like they got class in the morning
I got the heat I got my hands on the choppa hands on
The choppa, make a nigga dance for the fucking corner
And everybody hate my temper shit I hate it too
But when you put it on the internet they say it's cool
Fuck it I'm just trying to get a check I played a fool
See I'm just doing all the shit you niggas 'fraid to do
These niggas lazy put in work that's what they hate to do
You try to tell a nigga better he start hating you
You need to focus on yourself I'm unavailable
Being pussy is fatal just think 'bout it and say the truth

Wait
I massacre rappers
After that a tragic disaster
Have a chat with the pastor
Say a prayer then I close the chapter
I keep it no competition and that's the code to snapping
A lot of niggas fake I guess that's just the code of rapping
These lames more annoying like some light skin backwoods
A bunch of rein actors
I fuck his bitch then I treat him like a fetus after
He get aborted like the mission under heat in action
That's where you niggas lacking

Five for the xan
10 for the perk, bitch I ain't rich 'til my mama don't work
Bands in the app hoes getting on my nerves
Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve
Five for the xan
10 for the perk, bitch I ain't rich 'til my mama don't work
Bands in the app hoes getting on my nerves
Hands in the trap all my niggas do is wait

Five for the xan
10 for the perk, bitch I ain't rich 'til my mama don't work
Bands in the app hoes getting on my nerves
Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve

All you niggas rollin', all my niggas ride high
No one can pick you up if you are upside down
You ain't got no game, stay your ass outta bounds
Hard to stay a float, walk the plank, hope you drown
Imagine if I changed history, I'm your master now
Imagine if I didn't rap, I'd have a master now
It's a 1000 lil' niggas wanna be the Yoshi now
I call 'em my flower children, we shinin' like daffodils

My garden rich with the fertilizer so watch for snakes
Your homie saying he's a fucking Kane he a fucking Cobra
Now plant a stash over there in the corner, I bet he'd take it
Don't wanna smoke with them, I'ma face it he probably laced it
These niggas heartless, they start problems, I gotta face 'em
You never too let that again, I'm gonna break it

Don't be Jamaican in the next life you'll probably make it
Don't swear to God just like my God that'll visit Jamaica
Is there gonna be a awkward moment in this conversation
We gonna keep it G coded, cracking combinations
What's in the safe I need it all unless yo' hood ain't say
I trip on acid I say the shit they say I shouldn't say
With the rhyming, I'm a shining sunshine
And it's a natural mistake they common when I was atomic
But I'm falling from the sky, I'm a comet
Told my mama she ain't gotta worry 'bout the money 'cause it's coming

Five for the xan
10 for the perk, bitch I ain't rich 'til my mama don't work
Bands in the app hoes getting on my nerves
Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve
Five for the xan
10 for the perk, bitch I ain't rich 'til my mama don't work
Bands in the app hoes getting on my nerves
Hands in the trap all my niggas do is wait

Five for the xan
10 for the perk, bitch I ain't rich 'til my mama don't work
Bands in the app hoes getting on my nerves
Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve