Sippin' on that syrup. I can't feel shit pack Touchdown, bitch, I'm smokin' real shit
Throw me banks, we got glass Tryna f*ckin' hit it
Fifteen, smokin' dope, yeah, my momma trippin' Nigga, cappin', don't get money
Nigga, hold your lips you're ' ho freaky tryna hold my shit, bitch, while
I piss On god, these hoes throw me off, I love and
Hate that bitch If you knew why, you'd be smokin' too, bro
I get too high, so I need like two hoes I don't go live, but I empty clips, bro
That boy, he my son, bitch, I'm not yo big, bro
Sippin' on that syrup, why you tryna get lit, bro
Sippin' on that syrup, I can't feel shit Touchdown, bitch, I'm smokin' real shit
Throw me banks, we got glass Tryna f*ckin' hit it
Fifteen, smokin' dope, yeah, my momma trippin' Nigga, cappin', don't get money
Nigga, hold your lips Lil' ho freaky tryna hold my shit, bitch, while
I piss On god, these hoes throw me off, I love and
Hate that bitch If you knew why, you'd be smokin' too, bro
I get too high, so I need like two hoes I don't go live, but I empty clips, bro
That boy, he my son, bitch, I'm not yo big, bro
G-Star - Momma Trip Lyrics
G-Star - Momma Trip Lyrics
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Sippin' on that syrup. I can't feel shit pack Touchdown, bitch, I'm smokin' real shit
Throw me banks, we got glass Tryna f*ckin' hit it
Fifteen, smokin' dope, yeah, my momma trippin' Nigga, cappin', don't get money
Nigga, hold your lips you're ' ho freaky tryna hold my shit, bitch, while
I piss On god, these hoes throw me off, I love and
Hate that bitch If you knew why, you'd be smokin' too, bro
I get too high, so I need like two hoes I don't go live, but I empty clips, bro
That boy, he my son, bitch, I'm not yo big, bro
Sippin' on that syrup, why you tryna get lit, bro
Sippin' on that syrup, I can't feel shit Touchdown, bitch, I'm smokin' real shit
Throw me banks, we got glass Tryna f*ckin' hit it
Fifteen, smokin' dope, yeah, my momma trippin' Nigga, cappin', don't get money
Nigga, hold your lips Lil' ho freaky tryna hold my shit, bitch, while
I piss On god, these hoes throw me off, I love and
Hate that bitch If you knew why, you'd be smokin' too, bro
I get too high, so I need like two hoes I don't go live, but I empty clips, bro
That boy, he my son, bitch, I'm not yo big, bro
Throw me banks, we got glass Tryna f*ckin' hit it
Fifteen, smokin' dope, yeah, my momma trippin' Nigga, cappin', don't get money
Nigga, hold your lips you're ' ho freaky tryna hold my shit, bitch, while
I piss On god, these hoes throw me off, I love and
Hate that bitch If you knew why, you'd be smokin' too, bro
I get too high, so I need like two hoes I don't go live, but I empty clips, bro
That boy, he my son, bitch, I'm not yo big, bro
Sippin' on that syrup, why you tryna get lit, bro
Sippin' on that syrup, I can't feel shit Touchdown, bitch, I'm smokin' real shit
Throw me banks, we got glass Tryna f*ckin' hit it
Fifteen, smokin' dope, yeah, my momma trippin' Nigga, cappin', don't get money
Nigga, hold your lips Lil' ho freaky tryna hold my shit, bitch, while
I piss On god, these hoes throw me off, I love and
Hate that bitch If you knew why, you'd be smokin' too, bro
I get too high, so I need like two hoes I don't go live, but I empty clips, bro
That boy, he my son, bitch, I'm not yo big, bro
Writer: Vin Rain
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