[Hook: Huddy]
That's your ho, I f**ed your b**h
Hol' up, your face look mad as sh**
She s**ed my dick and you kissed her
Boy, I nutted all on her lips
Cause you f**ing with a thot, n***a
You f**ing with a thot, n***a
That's on mamas
Cause you f**ing with a thot, n***a
You f**ing with a thot, n***a
That's on mamas
That's on mamas!
[Verse 1: Game]
You f**ing with a thot, n***a
I'm a real n***a, b**h, You f**ing with a Pac n***a
Graduated from the pills and them rocks, n***a
Money , power, respect, come through like the Lox, n***a
f** a bottle, buy the box, n***a
Bought a Audemar, we don't google, we buy the stock, n***a
Same old boppers, leader of the new school
Spraying on them lockers, no rain gon' stop us
Put the swang on yoppers, flush on the bottom
Gold fangs on the top ones, Lucc game with the chopper
And I'm known for cutting these hoes like I'm the bachelor
They stuck in the hood, I'm the spatula
Told these b**hes, expose these b**hes for who they are
You a thot, yeah I really know these b**hes
Dick is all I owe these b**hes for being themselves
She a coach bag b**h but she follow Chanel
That's on mamas!
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Problem]
Uhhh, I got riggidy-riggidy racks and them diggidy-dam
The piggidy-piggidy face of a riggidy clown
Black out, back out like a flimsy blouse
f** a track out, like racing outside, pussies chalked outline
n***as can't be outshined, out rhymed or out dimes
I'm like Magic in his prime without HIV
(Come on) It's stunting season
It's f** n***as like gays but for the other reason
Me and Lucky getting cuddy in them other reasons
Period, the b**h bleed then I f**ing bleed em
(What?) You f**ing with a thot, n***a!
My Compton n***as come with K's like dot, n***a
Real when I talk, you can tell by my tone
A few instagram likes, the b**h swear that she on!
Live hoes from condos riding in Lambos, stunting pronto
Knowing that sh** Rondos
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Bad Lucc]
She kinda thick, what's your measure?
Say her name bone collector, that's on the set-ta
354, [?]
She like the way I dress with them 501s on the chill
On our first two visits, nasty when I f** her
Told her keep me out the clinic, on mamas I'm 'bout that business
Blowing money fast but I'm standing out them fences
Super pervert, I'm G. Levert to these b**hes
Feeling like that n***a, back when I was skinny
Before I was filling out them pictures and f**ing with your sister
Mr grab diamond ware share of hoes
And if my b**h didn't have a kid, I'd have a layer for hoes
Hella sick with this pimping, my mama taught me how to tell a chick from a chicken
Don't be f**ing with a Christian
Diamond Lane banging, ain't hear it then get the trippin'
I'm a king of these thots, n***a, listen
[Hook] (x2)