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Where Ya Mom At? (feat. CurlenciagaVXL)
by Sikrad
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Niggas say they trapping. Where the fuck your clock at?
Niggas always capping. Had to tell them stop that
If I want it Ima have it bitch I had to go and cop that
The streets call me Unk I be asking where they mom at
All that weed on the scale, all this lean in my cup
Yeah we've been through some stuff, but the streets been through us
Let's make this shit a light show. I put a beam on my gun nigga
Fah Fah
Strapped up, no need for to run
Nigga ha ha
I could get you wrapped up, hit you with the strap uh turn you to a pack
Fifty in the mag I just did the nigga bad. What was that?
That was Sikrad when the nigga mad
Yeah yeah twenty eight multiplied by sixteen
I don't know what that shit mean
I just know I got big weed
Bitch I was outside flipping packs since I was fifteen
The only nigga in my city with that za bitch you can't get these
Yeah
Bitch please I could make your shit leak
Really be outside I tell the nigga come and get me
And no I ain't never hiding I be riding nigga, six deep
Osama Bin Laden how we bomb a nigga street up
Niggas fucking pussy they ain't never tryna meet up
Let's put the pistol down just fucking around bitch you'd get beat up
That bitch give me brain like a psychic reader
Pull up on his block nigga slide, nigga bleed 'em
Blueface baby bitch I'm Usain nigga how I'm taking off
Niggas steady following the leader
No I don't really need bruh
I just need the weed and the lean and the beam cuz
Fuck nigga you ain't come around when I need ya
Chickens I got za's I got bubs for the low
Wait nevermind I got to get some more a nigga running low
And by tomorrow I'll be fully stocked nigga come and go
You fed ass niggas telling cops what they want to know
Niggas come and go
Niggas supposed to be your potna, talk behind your back nigga you don't even know
Yes Casper getting spooky nigga yes I'm going ghost
Yes hop up in a ghost yes I'm going ghost (Bitch)
Lambo or that ghost huh I don't even know huh
I be driving that shit that your favorite rappers do (Ya dig)
I be fucking bitches in my five star condo by my five star
Yeah gripping her no handle
old blonde head bitch call her Hannah Montana
How she ride my dick hump that bitch no camel
She be humping me fucking me
How the fuck she fucking you? She fucking me
Lollipop ho she be sucking me
Niggas say they trapping, where the fuck your clock at?
Niggas always capping. Had to tell them stop that
If I want it Ima have it bitch I had to go and cop that
The streets call me Unk I be asking where they mom at
Niggas say they trapping, where the fuck your clock at?
Niggas always capping. Had to tell them stop that
If I want it Ima have it bitch I had to go and cop that
The streets call me Unk I be asking where they mom at
Niggas say they trapping. Where the fuck your clock at?
Niggas always capping. Had to tell them stop that
If I want it Ima have it bitch I had to go and cop that
The streets call me Unk I be asking where they mom at
All that weed on the scale, all this lean in my cup
Yeah we've been through some stuff, but the streets been through us
Let's make this shit a light show. I put a beam on my gun nigga
Fah Fah
Strapped up, no need for to run
Nigga ha ha
I could get you wrapped up, hit you with the strap uh turn you to a pack
Fifty in the mag I just did the nigga bad. What was that?
That was Sikrad when the nigga mad
Yeah yeah twenty eight multiplied by sixteen
I don't know what that shit mean
I just know I got big weed
Bitch I was outside flipping packs since I was fifteen
The only nigga in my city with that za bitch you can't get these
Yeah
Bitch please I could make your shit leak
Really be outside I tell the nigga come and get me
And no I ain't never hiding I be riding nigga, six deep
Osama Bin Laden how we bomb a nigga street up
Niggas fucking pussy they ain't never tryna meet up
Let's put the pistol down just fucking around bitch you'd get beat up
That bitch give me brain like a psychic reader
Pull up on his block nigga slide, nigga bleed 'em
Blueface baby bitch I'm Usain nigga how I'm taking off
Niggas steady following the leader
No I don't really need bruh
I just need the weed and the lean and the beam cuz
Fuck nigga you ain't come around when I need ya
Chickens I got za's I got bubs for the low
Wait nevermind I got to get some more a nigga running low
And by tomorrow I'll be fully stocked nigga come and go
You fed ass niggas telling cops what they want to know
Niggas come and go
Niggas supposed to be your potna, talk behind your back nigga you don't even know
Yes Casper getting spooky nigga yes I'm going ghost
Yes hop up in a ghost yes I'm going ghost (Bitch)
Lambo or that ghost huh I don't even know huh
I be driving that shit that your favorite rappers do (Ya dig)
I be fucking bitches in my five star condo by my five star
Yeah gripping her no handle
old blonde head bitch call her Hannah Montana
How she ride my dick hump that bitch no camel
She be humping me fucking me
How the fuck she fucking you? She fucking me
Lollipop ho she be sucking me
Niggas say they trapping, where the fuck your clock at?
Niggas always capping. Had to tell them stop that
If I want it Ima have it bitch I had to go and cop that
The streets call me Unk I be asking where they mom at
Niggas say they trapping, where the fuck your clock at?
Niggas always capping. Had to tell them stop that
If I want it Ima have it bitch I had to go and cop that
The streets call me Unk I be asking where they mom at