"Mama Said" lyrics
Don D The Producer & Rich Homie Quan Lyrics
D D D Doo Doooo
Dassi You So Aggy
One question are you do or die, are you
And I ain't never question life I hop out suicide, hop out
I love all every something about you and I, I swear
And before alotta nigga bae I know dat you would slide, I'm the homie
Yeah still popping like hot grease I promise doing everything my mama said, aye
A hunnid M's before 40 I swear to God I'm tryna put that in my mama head
I can see it now trying to manifest it
Trying to keep my pockets far away from anorexic
Throw dis money back from far away they get to guessin
Learn how to take a L on a chin and learn a lesson
Family and women, ain't no friends in my section
Maybach in the front the only benz in this section
The walls falling in but I can't bend when it's pressure
Find a dime betta cherish her cus a ten dats special, yeah
I know I'm still here that's in my soul, soul
Neck lit pocket full of cho's, cho's
Rolls Royce umbrella for the rain check
Rich in front homie baby that ain't change yet
It's funny how you get dat money errbody swear they kin to you, yeah
When you hear this next line ion want for you to think this shit a interview
One question are you do or die, are you
And I ain't never question life I hop out suicide, hop out
I love all every something about you and I, I swear
And before alotta nigga bae I know dat you would slide, I'm the homie
Yeah still popping like hot grease I promise doing everything my mama said, aye
A hunnid M's before 40 I swear to God I'm tryna put that in my mama head
Amen
They treat dat boy like god but he the homie, what
Everybody in the city doing fraud but da homies, I swear
Life ain't free but I ain't charge cus you da homie, you
But dawg you gotta appreciate these bars for a moment
Would you sacrifice cus shawty took a charge for da homie, I love you
Hop back on this mic when my heart get lonely, Rich Homie
You did not get rich I gotta forward that on you, yo fault
Like how the fuck you mad at me, how you mad me
It's hard to move I got that bag on me, too much of this shit
A lil plastic, I ain't talkin bout that glade homie, that shit black
And that money got me talkin sarcastically
Like it's hard to play broke with all this cash on me
One question are you do or die, are you
And I ain't never question life I hop out suicide, hop out
I love all every something about you and I, I swear
And before alotta nigga bae I know dat you would slide, I'm the homie
Yeah still popping like hot grease I promise doing everything my mama said, aye
A hunnid M's before 40 I swear to God I'm tryna put that in my mama head
Still popping like hot grease I promise doing everything my mama said, aye
A hunnid M's before 40 I swear to God I'm tryna put that in my mama head
One question are you do or die, are you
And I ain't never question life I hop out suicide, hop out
I love all every something about you and I, I swear
And before alotta nigga bae I know dat you would slide, I'm the homie
Dassi You So Aggy
One question are you do or die, are you
And I ain't never question life I hop out suicide, hop out
I love all every something about you and I, I swear
And before alotta nigga bae I know dat you would slide, I'm the homie
Yeah still popping like hot grease I promise doing everything my mama said, aye
A hunnid M's before 40 I swear to God I'm tryna put that in my mama head
I can see it now trying to manifest it
Trying to keep my pockets far away from anorexic
Throw dis money back from far away they get to guessin
Learn how to take a L on a chin and learn a lesson
Family and women, ain't no friends in my section
Maybach in the front the only benz in this section
The walls falling in but I can't bend when it's pressure
Find a dime betta cherish her cus a ten dats special, yeah
I know I'm still here that's in my soul, soul
Neck lit pocket full of cho's, cho's
Rolls Royce umbrella for the rain check
Rich in front homie baby that ain't change yet
It's funny how you get dat money errbody swear they kin to you, yeah
When you hear this next line ion want for you to think this shit a interview
One question are you do or die, are you
And I ain't never question life I hop out suicide, hop out
I love all every something about you and I, I swear
And before alotta nigga bae I know dat you would slide, I'm the homie
Yeah still popping like hot grease I promise doing everything my mama said, aye
A hunnid M's before 40 I swear to God I'm tryna put that in my mama head
Amen
They treat dat boy like god but he the homie, what
Everybody in the city doing fraud but da homies, I swear
Life ain't free but I ain't charge cus you da homie, you
But dawg you gotta appreciate these bars for a moment
Would you sacrifice cus shawty took a charge for da homie, I love you
Hop back on this mic when my heart get lonely, Rich Homie
You did not get rich I gotta forward that on you, yo fault
Like how the fuck you mad at me, how you mad me
It's hard to move I got that bag on me, too much of this shit
A lil plastic, I ain't talkin bout that glade homie, that shit black
And that money got me talkin sarcastically
Like it's hard to play broke with all this cash on me
One question are you do or die, are you
And I ain't never question life I hop out suicide, hop out
I love all every something about you and I, I swear
And before alotta nigga bae I know dat you would slide, I'm the homie
Yeah still popping like hot grease I promise doing everything my mama said, aye
A hunnid M's before 40 I swear to God I'm tryna put that in my mama head
Still popping like hot grease I promise doing everything my mama said, aye
A hunnid M's before 40 I swear to God I'm tryna put that in my mama head
One question are you do or die, are you
And I ain't never question life I hop out suicide, hop out
I love all every something about you and I, I swear
And before alotta nigga bae I know dat you would slide, I'm the homie
