Foreign G Mula - Momma First Lyrics

Shout out to the real ones
I appreciate the support man
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I do it for my momma first, for my momma first
I do it for my momma first, for my momma first
I do it for my momma first, for my momma first
I do it for my momma first, for my momma first

Slanging them birds
Chill in the trap
Chill with my gang
We right in the basement
We really tranna make it
We really tranna cake it

Aint no fakin
This from the heart
Spittin the deal
Spittin the real
I hope you don't squil
This is so real
They popping them pills
They sipping some lean
They chill with some straps
They chill with some low riders
They chill with some dick riders
They chill with some haters
They chill with some niggas that prole envy you
Chill with some niggas that prolley shoot you
Chill with some niggas would prolley cut you
Chill with some niggas that dont feed you
Chill with some niggas thats homeless with you

Them niggas would cut you
Them niggas dont f*ck with you
Them niggas would f*ck your bitch
In your crib and shit
And walk out that shit
Pull out the sticks
Have you looking and shit
Like you dirty bitch

You aint f*cking with the gang
You aint f*cking with my name
You aint know bout the team
You aint know bout the dream
You aint know why we chasing it
You aint know why we chasing it
Man we really bout to make
Man we really bout to take it

Im that nigga... Im turning up
Shades on white t AF-1's on my feet
Your bitch really wanna be with me

I do it for my momma first, for my momma first
I do it for my momma first, for my momma first
I do it for my momma first, for my momma first
I do it for my momma first, for my momma first

I do it for my momma first, for my momma first
I do it for my momma first, for my momma first
I do it for my momma first, for my momma first
I do it for my momma first, for my momma first