Lyrics Mama Kids - Kid Red, Lil Yee, Goldie

Mama Kids

You know all what time it is
I’m about a dollar, put that on my mama kids
Nigga’s hella fake, and these bitches be counterfeit
Don’t get caught slippin', I’m sippin' that slimey shit, aye
Chopsticks they droppin' shit
Shootas like Jehovah’s Witness is knockin' shit
I’m about a dollar, put that on my mama kids
Aye, put that on my mama kids, aye
Put that on my mama kids
Young nigga, you from wherever your mama live
All these drugs fuckin' with my confidence
Most these niggas fake, you can’t tell that they counterfeits
It’s too much I had to count that shit again
Goin' half of the bag, it was just me and my mans
All white, all night for them blue faces
Pullin' off a hockey mask, I’m the new Jason
Dope dick drive a bad bitch crazy
But for this dick, lil' bitch you gotta pay me
Aye, she gon' wipe me down like she post to do
I do what I want when I wanna do
I don’t answer no question bitch
Aye, listen here, I’m your guidance and protection bitch
Directions here, yeah, tell my residence
But don’t come without dead Presidents
You know all what time it is
I’m about a dollar, put that on my mama kids
Nigga’s hella fake, and these bitches be counterfeit
Don’t get caught slippin', I’m sippin' that slimey shit, aye
Chopsticks they droppin' shit
Shootas like Jehovah’s Witness is knockin' shit
I’m about a dollar, put that on my mama kids
Aye, put that on my mama kids, aye
Put that on my mama kids I’ma make it
These niggas so fake, can’t rap, I can’t take it
Back in the day, fuckin' hoes in the vacant
Smokin' nothin' on in the wood, you gotta taste it
Everybody flex now, everybody pop shit
Until it gets real then you really gotta drop shit
Wes gettin' big now, Yee is a rap star
Finishline, Bang Gang all my niggas trap hard
Tryna get a black card, shooters in the black car
Need to find out why these young niggas act hard
You know what time it is
D Daddy bout his dolla, my brothers be shinin' bitch
I ain’t with the stealing, my niggas be robbin' shit
No new faces came into this brother shit
Choppas on me like I hit a battleship, battleship
And I put that on my mama kids
Aye, you know all what time it is
I’m about my dollar, put that on my mama kids
Nigga where I’m from, they play bitches and politics
Don’t get caught slippin', I’m sippin' that slimey shit, aye
Chopsticks they droppin' shit
Shootas like Jehovah’s Witness they knockin' shit
I’m about my dollar, put that on my mama kids
Aye, put that on my mama kids, aye