Smokingskul - Momma House
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He gotta move back to his momma crib (he gotta move back)
These niggas fake flexing, that's not how you live
He did not pop out when they did that trip
Glock 43, nigga, this shit on my hip (damn)
He see Taco Bell then that nigga tip
He got no bread, need to pawn that whip (pawn that whip)
These niggas saying that I fell off (fell off), bitch nigga, you sip fake green (haaa)
That nigga do Fent' he a fucking fien (damn)
You is a fake nigga, keep that shit a bean
You is a rat, nigga (no cap), ain't no in-between
I'm in the Trackhawk, no limousine, aye
Aye, I'm pressing, they left me on seen, damn
Bitch, that trap house finna get cleaned, damn
Broke nigga, ain't got no funds
Bitch, I'm Mr. Take All Yo' Guns (gimme that shit)
These niggas switched up (switched up), better stay over there
I just spilled the lean, aye, I don't even care
That nigga spilled the lean, he started pulling out his hair
He gone have to sleep on a bunk bed (bunk bed)
You still sip green, bitch, go buy some red
You was outside his crib, and that nigga scammed
You tell me nigga shit, I ain't even (?...)
Catch him on the train like Raye Penbar
I got two Glocks, Stockholm and Denver (huh)
He say what I on, I say, "Whatever"
Bitch, I'm with the rednecks, I feel like Trevor, tahhh
These niggas fake flexing, that's not how you live
He did not pop out when they did that trip
Glock 43, nigga, this shit on my hip (damn)
He see Taco Bell then that nigga tip
He got no bread, need to pawn that whip (pawn that whip)
These niggas saying that I fell off (fell off), bitch nigga, you sip fake green (haaa)
That nigga do Fent' he a fucking fien (damn)
You is a fake nigga, keep that shit a bean
You is a rat, nigga (no cap), ain't no in-between
I'm in the Trackhawk, no limousine, aye
Aye, I'm pressing, they left me on seen, damn
Bitch, that trap house finna get cleaned, damn
Broke nigga, ain't got no funds
Bitch, I'm Mr. Take All Yo' Guns (gimme that shit)
These niggas switched up (switched up), better stay over there
I just spilled the lean, aye, I don't even care
That nigga spilled the lean, he started pulling out his hair
He gone have to sleep on a bunk bed (bunk bed)
You still sip green, bitch, go buy some red
You was outside his crib, and that nigga scammed
You tell me nigga shit, I ain't even (?...)
Catch him on the train like Raye Penbar
I got two Glocks, Stockholm and Denver (huh)
He say what I on, I say, "Whatever"
Bitch, I'm with the rednecks, I feel like Trevor, tahhh