I Hit These Licks for You Momma - Bass Santana, Yoshi Thompkins

5 for the Xan

10 for the perk, bitch I ain’t rich till my mama don’t work, bands in the app

hoes getting on my nerves, hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve,

5 for the xan

10 for the perk, bitch I ain’t rich till my mama don’t work, bands in the app

hoes getting on my nerves, hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve

I heard some niggas talking fuck it they can be about it

I heard that they gon run up on me we’ll see about it

I miss my momma like a bitch I need to see the island

But I can’t stand to look her in the face as unaccomplished

Im Making beats, couple bangers think I’m on to something

But niggas sleeping like they got class in the morning

I got the heat I got my hands on the choppa hands on the choppa,

make a nigga dance for the fucking corner

And everybody hate my temper shit I hate it too

But when You put it on the internet they say it’s cool

Fuck it I’m just trying to get a check I played a fool

See I’m just doing all the shit you niggas fraid to do

These niggas lazy put in work that’s what they hate to do

You try to tell a nigga better he start hating you

You need to focus on yourself im available being pussy fatal just think bout it

and say the truth

Wait

I massacre rappers

After that a tragic disaster

Have a chat with the pastor

Say a prayer then I close the chapter

I keep it no competition and thats the code to snapping

A lot of niggas fake I guess that’s just the code of rapping

These lames more annoying like some light skin backwoods

A bunch of rein actors, I fuck his bitch then I treat him like a fetus after,

he get aborted like the mission under heat in action

That’s where you niggas lacking

5 for the Xan

10 for the perk

Bitch I ain’t rich till my mama don’t work, bands in the app, hoes getting on my

nerves

Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve

5 for the Xan

10 for the perk

Bitch I ain’t rich till my mama don’t work, bands in the app, hoes getting on my

nerves

Hands in the trap all my niggas do is wait

5 for the Xan

10 for the perk

Bitch I ain’t rich till my mama don’t work, bands in the app, hoes getting on my

nerves

Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve

All you niggas rollin, all my niggas ride high

No one can pick you up if you are upside down

You ain’t got no game stay yo ass out of bounds

Hard to stay a float, walk the plank hope you drown

Imagine if I changed history, I'm yo master now

Imagine if I didn’t rap I’d have a masters now, 1000 lil niggas wanna be the

Yoshi now

I call them my flower children we shining like daffodils

My garden rich with the fertilizer so watch for snakes

Yo homie saying he’s a fucking Kane he a fucking Corba

Now go plant a stash over there in the corner, I bet he’d take it

Don’t wanna smoke with them, Ima face it he probably laced it

These niggas heartless, they start problems, I gotta face em

Dont be Jamaican in the next life you’ll probably make it

Don’t swear to God just like my God that’ll visit Jamaica

Is there gonna be a awkward moment in this conversation

We gonna keep it G coded, cracking combinations

What’s in the safe I need it all unless yo hood ain’t say

I trip on acid I say the shit I shouldn’t say

With the rhyming, Ima Shining Son

Shining, natural is a common word when I was atomic

But I’m falling from the sky, Im a comet

Told my mama she ain’t gotta worry boutta money cuz it’s coming

5 for the Xan

10 for the perk

Bitch I ain’t rich till my mama don’t work, bands in the air hoes getting on my

nerves

Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve

5 for the Xan

10 for the perk

Bitch I ain’t rich till my mama don’t work, bands in the air hoes getting on my

nerves

Hands in the trap all my niggas do is wait

5 for the Xan

10 for the perk

Bitch I ain’t rich till my mama don’t work, bands in the air hoes getting on my

nerves

Hands in the trap all my niggas do is serve