MOMMA ft. SYI Lyrics

And I say

Mamma

I need some help

All these women

Only want for my wealth

(Wealth wealth)

They say "oh well"

If syi ain't getting bags

Then we ain't worried

Bout his health

Go to hell

I'm doing well

I call up Fargo

And I sent him to the wells

So much green

From overseas

You may think

The boy from

Wales

Pack it up like ups

N'

Box em out like mail

Back it up

Don't loosen it

Double G's

Up on this belt

Weng so Stevey on this beat

You need me some brail

Im so steezy that I reek

Yuh You know that loud smell

I'm so needy to succeed

I'll dont fold snitch or tell

I'm so needy to succeed

yo bitch

Scheming hope I fail

This P is for Protection

But my pistol

Want Pete

I called up his professor

Told him don't save

Him seat

(Aye)

Petey in some caution tape

He's the main scene

Meet me where

You want it at

I'm a young ski

So momma

I need some help

Drugs sex and violence

Do me well

And momma

We meet in hell

Cause you just another

Bitch After my kelp