BIG30 – On My Mama Lyrics

On My Mama Lyrics by BIG30

MIA JAY C, blrrrd
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
And it’s on my mama
Never run from shit, on my mama, n****
(I hear you, JAY C, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Blrrrd, blrrrd

I ain’t never run from shit, I put that on my mama (On my mama)
Tryna put another n**** up before the summer (‘Fore the summer)
Peep, I said another n****, boy, we put shit under (We put shit under)
Every day, I slide with a Draco and a switch for the runners (Blrrrd, blrrrd, fah, fah-fah)
It ain’t no ducking nothin’ (Nothin’)
Hit his ass with the K first, follow up with the button (Blrrrd, that blrrrd)
All face shots, this shit’ll get ugly (Shit get ugly)
N***** dying ’bout expressions, so cut out the mugging (Cut the mugging)

Every time I drop a tear, another body drop (Drop)
Me and Lil’ Shiesty been on they block since eight o’clock (Since eight o’clock)
It ain’t no drop, we wear them choppas bullets out of stock (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
Ain’t tryna knock a opp, I’m tryna knock off a opp block (Whole block, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Said I’m tryna wipe out a whole team (Team)
Put up the ARP, bring me that big MP15 (Bring me the MP15)
We on his ass day and night, on his ass in his dreams (In his dreams)
Forty days, forty nights, we on his ass until he bleed (He bleed)
Can’t stop for twelve, I’m like fifty and O, I’m undefeated (Skrrt, skrrt)
I’m the king of my hood and I’m the king of that high speeding (On God)
He think he woofing, bet these four-nickels gon’ have him screaming (On God)
I keep that fully, and anywhere I see him, I’m squeezin’ (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)

I ain’t never run from shit, I put that on my mama (On my mama)
Tryna put another n**** up before the summer (‘Fore the summer)
Peep, I said another n****, boy, we put shit under (We put shit under)
Every day, I slide with a Draco and a switch for the runners (Blrrrd, blrrrd, fah, fah-fah)
It ain’t no ducking nothin’ (Nothin’)
Hit his ass with the K first, follow up with the button (Blrrrd, that blrrrd)
All face shots, this shit’ll get ugly (Shit get ugly)
N***** dying ’bout expressions, so cut out the mugging (Cut the mugging)

You might be thorough to the heart, real gangsta no rookie (No cap)
But that n**** with you daily, ain’t gangsta, he pussy (Cap)
Ayy, I’ma die or somethin’ gon’ die about Nuski, I’m pushing (On God)
Don’t need no n****, just a steamer, my ski, and a fully (On God)
N**** don’t even know my kids name but know my CashApp (Facts)
Free them members, know I got ’em, some members just asked out
This shit gettin’ stressful, I just smoked a P, I’m bout to pass out (Gas)
Don’t keep on calling me ’bout money, y’all gon’ make me flash out
Ain’t no n**** gave me shit and that shit there really just serve
Free Big Shiesty, he the one helped me get this shit off the ground
Only way one kill me goin’ up if this shit going down (On God)
Forever sending shots and murder, murder on my side of town (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)

I ain’t never run from shit, I put that on my mama (On my mama)
Tryna put another n**** up before the summer (‘Fore the summer)
Peep, I said another n****, boy, we put shit under (We put shit under)
Every day, I slide with a Draco and a switch for the runners (Blrrrd, blrrrd, fah, fah-fah)
It ain’t no ducking nothin’ (Nothin’)
Hit his ass with the K first, follow up with the button (Blrrrd, that blrrrd)
All face shots, this shit’ll get ugly (Shit get ugly)
N***** dying ’bout expressions, so cut out the mugging (Cut the mugging)

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