"MOMMA TOLD ME STOP" lyrics
(Yo Skinny, you wildin', nigga)
Every time they put me down, I always pick myself back up
I been had to slow it down, don't want a gut from too much cup
Mama told me stop the pounds like I been eatin' too much lunch
Mama told me-, ah
Mama told me stop the pounds like I been eatin' too much lunch
Mama told me stop the fish scales, she said it's just one hunch
Mama told me stop the trap beef, said it's just one crunch
Mama said to stop the chewin' Percs, said it's just one crunch
Even though I didn't choose it, damn, it didn't choose me
I can see the seals broken, nigga, that is not codeine
M30 blue stepped on with fent', bitch, you cannot fool me
If I'm goin' homeless, hit the tent 'til we can cop RV's
If I'm in the trailer park, I'm sellin' all the dope crack fiends
Once I'm out the trailer park, I buy myself a nice TV
On the TV, I'm watchin' how to re-rock for free
Once I re-rock, I serve it back and got myself VV's
Now we in the trap with diamonds on, we back right to me
If I had a lawsuit for copyright, tryna fight that fee
I had to pay a couple hundred-thousand, that's alright, I'm me
Every time I fumbled up a bag, I got it back double
Mama told me stop sellin' drugs, I said no trouble
I was-, alright
I was tryna stash it in the mud, karo syrup bubble
She gon' leave the-, yeah
She gon' leave a nigga if he richer, that's how cookies crumble
I just ate a hydrocodone 20, make my stomach rumble
We was hittin' blitz with the sack, make a nigga fumble
Nigga was a [?] the pussy, bitch, you just pay
Nigga, what's a lion to gazelle? That's a bad day
Leave it in the trunk, the body smell-, ah
Leave it in the trunk, the body smell, that's a five-to-eight
If I'm doin' life and I'm on bail, I'm gon' rob the bank
I don't even got no trust, bitch, what the fuck you think?
Everyone I gave a handout never did say thanks
Nigga, you a puppet to a dog, you a Jeep to a tank
Even if I saw my future bright, I would cheat the faith
Even if I ran out of my lighter, I would heat the pape
All I do is spit up in my blunt and that shit sparks off
Even if I'm bleedin' with some sharks, I'm killin' all jaws
I don't do the rap shit for money, that's the wrong cause
If I need a bag I hit the trap and we serve all raw
Every time they put me down, I always pick myself back up
I been had to slow it down, don't want a gut from too much cup
Mama told me stop the pounds like I been eatin' too much lunch
Mama told me-, ah
Ah, fuck
(Yo Skinny, you wildin', nigga)
Every time they put me down, I always pick myself back up
I been had to slow it down, don't want a gut from too much cup
Mama told me stop the pounds like I been eatin' too much lunch
Mama told me-, ah
Mama told me stop the pounds like I been eatin' too much lunch
Mama told me stop the fish scales, she said it's just one hunch
Mama told me stop the trap beef, said it's just one crunch
Mama said to stop the chewin' Percs, said it's just one crunch
Even though I didn't choose it, damn, it didn't choose me
I can see the seals broken, nigga, that is not codeine
M30 blue stepped on with fent', bitch, you cannot fool me
If I'm goin' homeless, hit the tent 'til we can cop RV's
If I'm in the trailer park, I'm sellin' all the dope crack fiends
Once I'm out the trailer park, I buy myself a nice TV
On the TV, I'm watchin' how to re-rock for free
Once I re-rock, I serve it back and got myself VV's
Now we in the trap with diamonds on, we back right to me
If I had a lawsuit for copyright, tryna fight that fee
I had to pay a couple hundred-thousand, that's alright, I'm me
Every time I fumbled up a bag, I got it back double
Mama told me stop sellin' drugs, I said no trouble
I was-, alright
I was tryna stash it in the mud, karo syrup bubble
She gon' leave the-, yeah
She gon' leave a nigga if he richer, that's how cookies crumble
I just ate a hydrocodone 20, make my stomach rumble
We was hittin' blitz with the sack, make a nigga fumble
Nigga was a [?] the pussy, bitch, you just pay
Nigga, what's a lion to gazelle? That's a bad day
Leave it in the trunk, the body smell-, ah
Leave it in the trunk, the body smell, that's a five-to-eight
If I'm doin' life and I'm on bail, I'm gon' rob the bank
I don't even got no trust, bitch, what the fuck you think?
Everyone I gave a handout never did say thanks
Nigga, you a puppet to a dog, you a Jeep to a tank
Even if I saw my future bright, I would cheat the faith
Even if I ran out of my lighter, I would heat the pape
All I do is spit up in my blunt and that shit sparks off
Even if I'm bleedin' with some sharks, I'm killin' all jaws
I don't do the rap shit for money, that's the wrong cause
If I need a bag I hit the trap and we serve all raw
Every time they put me down, I always pick myself back up
I been had to slow it down, don't want a gut from too much cup
Mama told me stop the pounds like I been eatin' too much lunch
Mama told me-, ah
Ah, fuck
(Yo Skinny, you wildin', nigga)
