"Who Mama Is Dis" lyrics

Knock that bitch down and down demolish it
My gun don't jam you think I'll polish it
Uh uh and I'm bout to keep doing
Uh uh pull up and we get shit going like
Knock knock big trucker big one
She get drunk damn gotta lick one
I ain't gon fuck baby hit me when you sober up
Get to counting buns I get the hitting them buns

Whoa tell her whoa
Whoa tell her whoa
Whoa tell her whoa
Whoa tell her whoa
Whoa tell her whoa
Whoa tell her whoa
Whoa tell her whoa
Whoa tell her whoa

Break that block up 2 x 2 these bitches came in twos
I be spinning em around we put bout two of em boys in the news
I might just cop a year's in it 'rarri spider tube
I might be bringing em around it should be bringing bitches for the crew
I was hitting up gone bitches tell me who mama is dis
I got some grown bitches I got some lonely
Bad to bone bitches is someone on this alone
She tryna play dry shit in this car tell bitch leave me alone
Blast out blasting out blasting out crashing
Smash out max out make her pass out for clashing

I don't wanna fuck this bitch tho
Been mis-stepping down the Chantal
Pop told me not to trust these holes
G gram cheer up I'm fucking money if the lease end Sarah
Big ass homo truck, tell the bitch I don't wanna take the stair up

Tell her whoa
Tell her whoa
Tell her whoa
Tell her whoa
Tell her whoa
Tell her whoa
Tell her whoa
Tell her whoa