GRIP – Momma Told Me!

GRIP – Momma Told Me! Lyrics

Artist: GRIP
Song: Momma Told Me!

n#gg#s be sayin I fell off well let’s get it back poppin
Fat pockets had to run up a sackjust to go saks shoppin
Matchboxes Ant went wit the white, I did the black option
Stallin my insta n countin my views… dese stat watchin

Cuz smacked a n#gg# wit a tool
Now he got a cracked noggin
Stack profits while the rest of
These foos …argue over rap topics

n#gg# say he finna slide on me, u know where I’m at stop it Homie lookin at me sideways, well he must’ve slept bad
Lil buddy bet not lay a finger on me just like a stepdad
Headed back from Cali wit a oski, dats in my checked bag
n#gg# really I was high as hell, they thought it was jet lag

I don’t really want ya girl dawg.I already had da drawis
Lookin at my kid pictures like… he don’t look bad at all
I was sneaking in the medicine cabinet…stealing adderalls
My momma told me don’t mess wit these messy lil hoes

Get a check make it stretch n get mo
Don’t you quit watchin me flex n go set you some goals
The homies be steppin on toes don’t roam this section with ya necklace exposed
Have u peelin off checkin fa holes

Momma told me get da Guap be low key
Cop n smoke tree on the block wit Ol’ E, gots to know we
Opt to pop it tote a Glock for ops n watch for police
Da pockets obese a drop wit no keys profit 4gs den shop for gold teeth never had a pops u cannot control me n#gg#s take shots and get cropped Adobe

Mac or Pc, packed a piece I had da sack at BP adapt or sink n now da raps on tv, dats a gg, damn a Grammy and a platinum CD
In what way could a plaque complete me?
Lap whack cats like da track at pe
N still got time for a nap i’m sleepy

This pack got dispatched from ET
This is a mismatch stick wit da kickback all I gotta do is pop the clip in n cl#t ciat
Dismiss the chit chat dismember clicks that assembled a diss track
I’d rather get racks sip yak, I got problems word to 6lack

Big facts, break a b#tch back dis a Kit Kat
And curve her, she still won’t think of it as a mishap
I’ma misfit, n she miss dat
Where yo list at, I’m finna nitpick

I flipped zips when u were doin kick flips
Cut the top off, a lil snip snip, now da t#tt#es out, a lil nip slip
Fools better step dis sh#t up wear a Fitbit a time bomb I’m finna boom after the tic tic
East side zone 6 sh#t

My momma told me don’t mess wit these messy lil hoes
Get a check make it stretch n get mo
Don’t you quit watchin me flex n go set you some goals
The homies be steppin on toes don’t roam this section with ya necklace exposed

Have u peelin off checkin fa holes
My momma told me to fiex on these hoes
My momma told me to stunt on these n#gg#s
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From the album:
I Died For This!? [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021