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letra de mama told me! - glockservin!

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[intro: midwxst]
(hey, glumboy)
yeah, yeah (oh)
yeah, yeah (me and [goonie?], and you rocking with lj, f-ck is you talkin’ ’bout)
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: midxwst]
i’m sippin’ on faygo, no, this is not tris
put a rollie on my wrist, it come with a [?]
i promised my mama that i would get rich
and i’m not backin’ down, know i’m finna do that sh-t
r.i.p to my auntie and grandma, i miss
i do this for family, i do it for them
i went from a boy and i turned to a man
i’m finna blow up, yeah, you know that’s the plan
[verse 1: midwxst]
they wanna be me
i feel like i’m [kai?], i got money on me
i stay with the gang, got an army with me
no, you is not bad, you not charming to me
so i do not care what you say
the memories, know they replay
my [?] start to decay
i’m seeing the face of [charades?]
mama told mе that she proud of me, f-ck evеrybody that doubted me, yeah
i feel like my name is autumn!, put my b-tch [?] watanabes, yeah
muh’f-ckers wanna be like me, i know that they really some wannabes, yeah
already know i’ma blow, just wondering when will the time will be
crazy how fast all the time passed
i was making songs off of my ipad
had a whole f-ckin’ faux hawk on my head
i was [?], boy, i was down bad
but now i got more money in my bag
always ‘member the nights, i was so sad
now i’m up, so don’t think i’ma go back
my true colors is all i’ma show that, yeah

[interlude 1: glockservin!]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
[verse 2: glockservin!]
he wanna be me but that boy know he can’t
i count up my racks and then head to the bank
i [m-ffle?] the gas, that b-tch [?]
stop talking lil’ b-tch, you drive me insane
i’m f-ckin’ this thot, she sayin’ my name
you know you a ho, so i cannot claim
shawty, let’s hop on a plane
shawty, let’s go hit a stain
all of these drugs to the [?]
i don’t care ’bout what you say (yeah)
it’s just me and lil’ wxst
walk in this b-tch with my bulletproof vest
wock’ in my cup, i’ma sip ’til i’m dead
mama told me that she proud of me, f-ck anybody that doubted me (yeah)
i know you’ll never be there for me, i know you don’t really care for me (yeah)
i know i’m toxic but bear with me, i swear that this sh-t ain’t fair to me (yeah)
all in the crowd, they gon’ cheer for me, all in the speakers, they hearing me (yeah)
i pour me the wock’, that b-tch all in my faygo
we’ll shoot up your block, tell a f-ck n-gga, “lay low”
bad model b-tch and she lookin’ like j-lo
send that boy to the sky, yeah, we gave him a halo
i’m all about money, i’m getting my pesos
you n-ggas too bummy, you rocking them fake clothes
i cannot f-ck with no fake ho
shout-out to [?], so i guess [?] case closed
[chorus: midxwst]
i’m sippin’ on faygo, no, this is not tris
put a rollie on my wrist, it come with a [?]
i promised my mama that i would get rich
and i’m not backin’ down, know i’m finna do that sh-t
rip to my auntie and grandma, i miss
i do this for family, i do it for them
i went from a boy and i turned to a man
i’m finna blow up, yeah, you know that’s the plan

[interlude 2: midwxst]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: midxwst]
i’m sippin’ on faygo, no, this is not tris
put a rollie on my wrist, it come with a [?]
i promised my mama that i would get rich
and i’m not backin’ down, know i’m finna do that sh-t
r.i.p to my auntie and grandma, i miss
i do this for family, i do it for them
i’m sippin’ on faygo, no, this is not tris
put a rollie on my wrist, it come with a [?]
i promised my mama that i would get rich
and i’m not backin’ down, know i’m finna do that sh-t
r.i.p to my auntie and grandma, i miss
i do this for family, i do it for them
r.i.p to my auntie and grandma, i miss
i do this for family, i do it for them

[outro]
(hey, glumboy)
(me and [goonie?], and you rocking with lj, f-ck is you talkin’ ’bout)

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