Mama told me
Not to sell work
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt
Mama told me
Not to sell work
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt

Young ♥♥♥♥♥ poppin' with a pocket full of cottage
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it
♥♥♥♥♥♥ pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket

Neck water faucet, mocking birds mocking
Act pint, stocking, nats keep thotting
Wrist on hockey, wrist on rocky
Lotta ♥♥♥♥♥♥ copy, name someone can stop me
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ call me papi, 'sace that's my hobby
Scotty on the molly, pocket rocket from O'Reilly
One off in the chamber, ain't no need for me to ♥♥♥♥ it
♥♥♥♥♥♥ get to droppin' when that draco get to poppin'
All I want is cottage, roll a cigar full of broccoli
No check, want all cash, ♥♥♥♥♥ I don't do deposits
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ cross the water, ♥♥♥♥♥, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ from the tropics
I'm a get that bag ♥♥♥♥♥, ain't no doubt about it
I'm a feed my family ♥♥♥♥♥, ain't no way around it
Ain't gon' never let up ♥♥♥♥♥, God said, show my talent
Young ♥♥♥♥♥ with the anna, walkin' with the hammer
Talkin' country grammar ♥♥♥♥♥
Straight out north Atlanta

Young ♥♥♥♥♥ poppin' with a pocket full of cottage
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it
♥♥♥♥♥♥ pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket

Mama told me
Not to sell work
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt
Mama told me
Not to sell work
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt

Mama told you
Mama told me not to sell work
Mama told you
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt

1995 (nineties) 2005 (two-thousands)
Seen it with my eyes, dope still alive
Real mob ties real frog eyes
Real whole pies, all time high
Do it for the culture
They gon' bite like vultures
Way back when I was trappin' out Toyotas
I'm a hit the gas, 12 can't pull me over
Space coupe, Quavo Yoda, pourin', drankin' sodas

I get high on my own sir, heard you gon' clone sir
Stop all that flexin', young ♥♥♥♥♥ don't wanna go there
Never been a gopher, but I always been a soldier
Young ♥♥♥♥♥♥ in the cut, posted like a vulture
Divin' off the stage in the crowd it's a mosh pit
Yeah shawty bad but she broke cause she don't own ♥♥♥♥
Mama asked me "son, when the trappin' gon' quit?"
I been ridin' round through the city in my new ♥♥♥♥♥

Young ♥♥♥♥♥ poppin' with a pocket full of cottage
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it
♥♥♥♥♥♥ pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket

Mama told me
Not to sell work
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt
Mama told me
Not to sell work
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt

Mama told you, mama told you