"Mama I Told U" lyrics
(Double0)
I was gon' get us, mama, I told you
Yeah, free my-, alright, ain't want it to be like this
Alright, uh
Mama, I told you I was gon' get us rich (You know that, for real)
Two-tone Glock, this bitch match my 'fit (Come on, you know that)
They tellin' me stay out the hood and focus on rap, but I'm tryna go on a hit (I'm spinnin')
For everybody shitted on me when I was fucked up, that's somethin' I'm not gon' forget (I won't, I'm not)
I'm young and dumb, I'm finna go fuck off a hundred just on me and Brick (Me and my brother)
Mama, I told you, I'll do two hundred years before I go out like a bitch (You know that)
They all in my face when shit right, soon as shit go left, them be the first ones to switch (They fake ass)
Nigga, I'm too damn rich to be ballin' my fists, you can catch you a shot out this glick (Bah, dumbass)
Let a nigga play with my name, pull up where he hang and bail out the V with a stick (Come here, come here)
She treated me like I wasn't shit, now I'm turnt up, I know that lil' bitch sick (Her dumb ass)
On a jail call talkin' to Three, bitch, free my brother, nigga, I'm out here lit (Free my brother)
Bounced out on him, his dumb ass ain't get far, we chase shit down like pits (Come here)
I'm up in New York, uppin' a hundred of blues, you think that I played for the Knicks (Nigga, I'm turnt)
I'm finna go buy me a watch, a Carti' or Rollie, I don't know which one to pick (The fuck?)
Went on a hit with a Drac' and my dumb ass missed 'cause that bitch got too much kick (For real, damn)
The nine's too little, the ten too goddamn big, so I'm finna get me a nick' (For real)
His dumb ass died on his birthday, I know he in heaven right now so goddamn pissed (His dumb ass)
Mama, I told you I was gon' get us rich (You know that, for real)
Two-tone Glock, this bitch match my 'fit (Come on, you know that)
They tellin' me stay out the hood and focus on rap, but I'm tryna go on a hit (I'm spinnin')
For everybody shitted on me when I was fucked up, that's somethin' I'm not gon' forget (I won't, I'm not)
I'm young and dumb, I'm finna go fuck off a hundred just on me and Brick (Me and my brother)
Mama, I told you, I'll do two hundred years before I go out like a bitch (You know that)
They all in my face when shit right, soon as shit go left, them be the first ones to switch (They fake ass)
Nigga, I'm too damn rich to be ballin' my fists, you can catch you a shot out this glick (Bah, dumbass)
Let a nigga play with my name, pull up where he hang and bail out the V with a stick (Come here, come here)
I was gon' get us, mama, I told you
Yeah, free my-, alright, ain't want it to be like this
Alright, uh
Mama, I told you I was gon' get us rich (You know that, for real)
Two-tone Glock, this bitch match my 'fit (Come on, you know that)
They tellin' me stay out the hood and focus on rap, but I'm tryna go on a hit (I'm spinnin')
For everybody shitted on me when I was fucked up, that's somethin' I'm not gon' forget (I won't, I'm not)
I'm young and dumb, I'm finna go fuck off a hundred just on me and Brick (Me and my brother)
Mama, I told you, I'll do two hundred years before I go out like a bitch (You know that)
They all in my face when shit right, soon as shit go left, them be the first ones to switch (They fake ass)
Nigga, I'm too damn rich to be ballin' my fists, you can catch you a shot out this glick (Bah, dumbass)
Let a nigga play with my name, pull up where he hang and bail out the V with a stick (Come here, come here)
She treated me like I wasn't shit, now I'm turnt up, I know that lil' bitch sick (Her dumb ass)
On a jail call talkin' to Three, bitch, free my brother, nigga, I'm out here lit (Free my brother)
Bounced out on him, his dumb ass ain't get far, we chase shit down like pits (Come here)
I'm up in New York, uppin' a hundred of blues, you think that I played for the Knicks (Nigga, I'm turnt)
I'm finna go buy me a watch, a Carti' or Rollie, I don't know which one to pick (The fuck?)
Went on a hit with a Drac' and my dumb ass missed 'cause that bitch got too much kick (For real, damn)
The nine's too little, the ten too goddamn big, so I'm finna get me a nick' (For real)
His dumb ass died on his birthday, I know he in heaven right now so goddamn pissed (His dumb ass)
Mama, I told you I was gon' get us rich (You know that, for real)
Two-tone Glock, this bitch match my 'fit (Come on, you know that)
They tellin' me stay out the hood and focus on rap, but I'm tryna go on a hit (I'm spinnin')
For everybody shitted on me when I was fucked up, that's somethin' I'm not gon' forget (I won't, I'm not)
I'm young and dumb, I'm finna go fuck off a hundred just on me and Brick (Me and my brother)
Mama, I told you, I'll do two hundred years before I go out like a bitch (You know that)
They all in my face when shit right, soon as shit go left, them be the first ones to switch (They fake ass)
Nigga, I'm too damn rich to be ballin' my fists, you can catch you a shot out this glick (Bah, dumbass)
Let a nigga play with my name, pull up where he hang and bail out the V with a stick (Come here, come here)
