On My Mama

When they say, “She get it from her mama”
I’ma say, “You fuckin’ right”
Body rude, it’s unpolite
Done bein’ the humble type
Tell me, is you down?
‘Cause I’m tryna go up tonight
Hoes and hoochies left and right
I just wanna live in a fantasy
I think we deserve it, right?
Top all the memories
I’ve ever made in my life
Permanent ecstasy (Oh)
Ladies is pimps tonight
Livin’ inside a dream (Oh)
Let’s lay where the lover’s lie

I put that on my own mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good
Put that on my own mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good

On my mama (Mama), on my hood (Hood)
I look fly (Yeah), I look good (Good)
Touch my swag (Swag), wish you could (Could)
I look fly (Yeah), I look good (Good, good)

I’m so deep in my bag
Like a grandma with a peppermint
They say, “Ooh, she smell good”
That’s just ‘cause I’m Heaven-sent
Sex game go stupid (Ayy)
Snappin’ like a toothpick (Ayy)
Man, to tell the truth, your opinion is irrelevant
But I, I know you think I’m fine
Might be too fine to hit it from behind
Reflection in the mirror don’t decline
I can’t even lie, lie, lie

I put that on my own mama, on my hood
I look fly, I look good
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could
I look fly, I look too good
Put that on my own mama, on my hood (On my mama, on my hood, ayy)
I look fly, I look good (I look fly, I look good, ayy, ayy)
You can’t touch my bag, wish you could (Touch my bag, you wish you could)
I look fly, I look too good