For My Momma Lyrics

(Yea)
(A Lau on this beat)
(Trappen!)

[Hook] x3
I don't want too many friends
I just want bands
I just want (?)
I keep a .2 in my hand
Lettin' it blam
I'm (?)
These niggas know I'm the man
Swear they all p*ssy, I swear they vagina
I was out sellin' them Xans
For designer pants and bread for my momma

[Verse 1] x2
I don't want too many friends
I made friends with the llama
Guess I'm too old for the drama
Now I get everything I ever wanted

[Verse 2]
I don't want too many friends
I just want too many commas
You see me ridin' in foreigns
I cannot be in a Honda
You see me I got no problems
You see me all in designer You see me I got my bitches
These bitches give brain like a scholar
[Verse 3]
I don't want too many homies
Niggas they act like they know me
Niggas cheese 'n macaroni
Rockstar, Bon Jovi
I used to trap outta stoley
I used to trap wit' my crodies
Free all my niggas in my jail
They got me feelin' so lonely

[Hook] x3
I don't want too many friends
I just want bands
I just want (?)
I keep a .2 in my hand
Lettin' it blam
I'm (?)
These niggas know I'm the man
Swear they all p*ssy, I swear they vagina
I was out sellin' them Xans
For designer pants and bread for my momma

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