Key Glock - Momma told me lyrics

Whole lot of everything man Paper route business You know what the f*ck goin on Aye My momma told me f*ck these b*tches Boy it’s plenty My momma always told me Boy, get off yo a*s, go get it My momma always told me Watch that boy, he ain’t your n***a You know I keep a Glock I’m big shot like .. Money, money, money Baby girl that’s all I know I love smokin dope Pourin 4’s and movin slow Plug just brought a load So you know that we on go I’m my Brother’s Keeper But I still don’t trust a soul. I just want to know Why they hatin on the low I’ma pop a xan Put a tag on his toe My n***as pull up, straps Yeah, they blast like G.I. Joe My n***as cuttin checks And they still cut throat These h**s, we ain’t savin We just slave ‘em then replace ‘em I’m a sack chaser Catch me racin to that paper Boy yo squad don’t ball no more Y’all just like the Lakers Finesse that s**t quick Yeah, you know we had to take some Whole lotta paper Bring a whole lotta haters Heard you want some beef I let my n***as come and cater Tell ‘em catch up Before we bust yo lil tomatoe I love my .9 More than Will love Jada. My momma told me f*ck these b*tches Boy it’s plenty My momma always told me Boy, get off yo a*s, go get it My momma always told me Watch that boy, he ain’t your n***a You know I keep a Glock I’m big shot like .. Money, money, money Baby girl that’s all I know I love smokin dope Pourin 4’s and movin slow Plug just brought a load So you know that we on go I’m my Brother’s Keeper But I still don’t trust a soul. Money keep stackin Yeah, money still pilin CEO said grind Boy you gone get that Audi They say time is money That’s why I’m on that every hour I’m rollin Swisher Sweets But this s**t I smoke so sour I got two 30 clips b*tch, I call them Twin Towers Bad b*tch from the islands She say I’m fly like a pilot But that hoe a lie She want my tip just like she Tiny These n***as be snitchin Trynna have me in the county But nah, I can’t go Hell nah, I ain’t no hoe I keep a bankroll That’s why my pockets always swole And if you ain’t talkin bout money Ain’t s**t I need to know And if you ain’t talkin bout money Ain’t s**t I need to know. ll My momma told me f*ck these b*tches Boy it’s plenty My momma always told me Boy, get off yo a*s, go get it My momma always told me Watch that boy, he ain’t your n***a You know I keep a Glock I’m big shot like .. Money, money, money Baby girl that’s all I know I love smokin dope Pourin 4’s and movin slow Plug just brought a load So you know that we on go I’m my Brother’s Keeper But I still don’t trust a soulll.