Broms - Your Mom Stole Aux And Played This.. Lyrics

Broms
Hey, please excuse me, I'm just tryna make a masterpiece
This beat is sweet as f*ck, if I get on it, I'll get cavities
But that don't sound too bad to me, been tryna make this bag, you see?
God has plans for me, God has plans for me
It's hard to say if I'll have time for you, my love
She says she like how my beats booming through the subs
She tryna come into my room and make some love
She went from talking on Snap to talking dirty back
She likes a Louis V bag, but I rock a Puma cat
If it's my money she wants, she won't get none of that
And I won't chase no ho, I'm not a running back
Throw her ass to the side, I'm Randall Cunningham
Such a stand-up guy, yes, I'm a funny man
Your bitch just changed her plans, on her way to Ludington
Rips from the bong while Britney playing my song
She indulged in my dong while her man was on the John
I'll be high as King Kong, I'm still up when it's dawn
Bet that movie's still on, cause it's four hours long
Yeah, I want it, I take it, I'm not talking no gay shit
Come a little closer, babe, not talking about braces
Got gas, got cases, I feel you, but my face is so numb
Faded, so gone, I feel dumb, sorry, girl, I gotta run
That would be good for my lungs, you got me puffing up blunts
That shit ain't good for my lungs, thanks for your time, I had fun
She was throwing off, she like, um, only come around when the sun's gone
Yeah, uh huh
Yeah, this that turn the shit up, piss off the neighbors upstairs
Bet your landlord would f*ck with it, so he wouldn't care
Me up on this mic is like a white bitch at Panera
Stereotype, probably could marry your wife
I guess I'll spare you tonight, I have a heart somewhere inside of me, we're very alike
I like bad bitches, good bitches, various types
Piss off some parents tonight
I think your daughter's in love with me, she's in Paris tonight
Yeah, I don't get embarrassed bout the things that most people might
I was kicking it with this bitch from Jordan, I caught her Mike
I was blanking on her name, cause I was high as a kite
She ain't think twice, she was high as my flight
Out to Vegas, life's amazing when you're living it right (Out to Vegas, life's amazing when you're living it right, ayy)
Uh huh, yeah (Broms)
Let that shit rock