X.L. - T-Shirt lyrics

[Hook: Quavo] Mama told me not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white) Mama told me not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah) [Post-Hook: Takeoff] Young n***a poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ayy) Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ayy) Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (skrt skrt) n***as pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (grrah) [Verse 1: Takeoff] Neck water faucet, mocking birds mocking (woo) Act pint, stocking, nats keep thotting (nat) Wrist on hockey, wrist on rocky (rocky) Lotta n***as copy, name someone can stop me (no one) b**hes call me papi, 'sace that's my hobby ('sace) Scotty on the molly, pocket rocket from O'Reilly One off in the chamber, ain't no need for me to co*k it (uh) n***as get to droppin' when that Draco get to poppin' (frrr) All I want is cottage, roll a cigar full of broccoli (the cookie) No check, want all cash, n***a, I don't do deposits (uh-uh) b**hes cross the border, n***a, b**hes from the tropics I'ma get that bag, n***a, ain't no doubt about it (yup) I'ma feed my family, n***a, ain't no way around it (family) Ain't gon' never let up n***a, God said show my talent (show it) Young n***a with the Anna, walkin' with the hammer Talkin' country grammar, n***a Straight out Nawf Atlanta (Nawf side) [Pre-Hook: Takeoff] Young n***a poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ayy) Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ayy) Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (skrt skrt) n***as pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (ayy) [Hook: Quavo] Mama told me not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white) Mama told me not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah) [Post-Hook: Quavo] Mama told you Mama told me not to sell work Mama told you Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white) [Verse 2: Quavo] 1995, 2005 Seen it with my eyes, dope still alive (dope) Real mob ties, real frog eyes (frog) Real whole pies, all time high (high) Do it for the culture (culture) They gon' bite like vultures (vultures) Way back when I was trappin' out Toyotas (skrrt skrrt) I'ma hit the gas, 12 can't pull me over (twelve) Space coupe, Quavo Yoda, pourin' drank in sodas [Verse 3: Offset] I get high on my own, sir, heard you gon' clone, sir Stop all that flexin', young n***a don't wanna go there Never been a gopher, but I always been a soldier Young n***as in the cut, posted like a vulture Divin' off the stage in the crowd, it's a mosh pit Yeah, shawty bad, but she broke 'cause she don't own sh** Mama asked me, "Son, when the trappin' gon' quit?" I been ridin' round through the city in my new b**h [Pre-Hook: Takeoff] Young n***a poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ayy) Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ayy) Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (skrt skrt) n***as pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (ayy) [Hook: Quavo] Mama told me not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white) Mama told me not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah) [Outro: Quavo] Mama told you, mama told you