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[Intro]
Nard & B
TrenchWerk

[Chorus: Quavo]
(Ayy)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (White)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (Yeah)

[Refrain: Takeoff]
Young n*gga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (Ayy)
Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (Ayy)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (Skrrt, skrrt)
n*ggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (Grrah)

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Neck water faucet (Water)
Mockingbirds mocking (Woo)
Act' pint stocking (Act')
Nats keep thottin' (Nat)
Wrist on hockey (Hockey)
Wrist on rocky (Rocky)
Lot of n*ggas copy, huh
Name someone can stop me (No one)
b*tches call me Papi (b*tch)
'Sace, that's my hobby ('Sace)
Scotty on the molly, pocket rocket from O'Reilly (Grrah)
One off in the chamber, ain't no need for me to c*ck it (Uh-uh)
n*ggas get to droppin' when that Draco get to poppin' (Frr)
All I want is cottage, roll a cigar full of broccoli (Cookie)
No check, want all cash, n*gga, I don't do deposits (Uh-uh)
b*tches cross the border, n*gga, b*tches from the tropics (Whew)
I'ma get that bag, n*gga, ain't no doubt about it (Yup)
I'ma feed my family, n*gga, ain't no way around it (Family)
Ain't gon' never let up, n*gga, God said show my talent (Show it)
Young n*gga with the Anna, walkin' with the hammer (Grrah)
Talkin' country grammar, n*gga, straight out Nawf Atlanta (Nawfside)
[Refrain: Takeoff]
Young n*gga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (Ayy)
Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (Ayy)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (Skrrt, skrrt)
n*ggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (Ayy)

[Chorus: Quavo]
(Ayy)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (White)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (Yeah)

[Bridge: Quavo]
Mama told you
Mama told me (Mama)
Not to sell work
Mama told you (Uh)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (White)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
1995 (90s)
2005 (2000s)
Seen it with my eyes (Seen it)
Dope still alive (Dope)
Real mob ties (Mob)
Real frog eyes (Frog)
Real whole pies (Woah)
All-time high (High)
Do it for the culture (Culture)
They gon' bite like vultures (Vultures)
Way back when I was trappin' out Toyotas (Woo, skrrt, skrrt)
I'ma hit the gas (Gas)
12 can't pull me over (12)
Space coupe, Quavo Yoda, pourin' drank in sodas
[Verse 3: Offset]
I get high on my own, sir
Heard you gon' clone, sir
Stop all that flexin', young n*gga don't wanna go there
Never been a gopher but I always been a soldier (No)
Young n*ggas in the cut, posted like a vulture (Woo, bah)
Divin' off the stage in the crowd, it's a moshpit (Dive)
Yeah, shawty bad, but she broke and she don't own sh*t
Mama asked me, "Son, when the trappin' gon' quit?" (Mama, Mama)
I been ridin' 'round through the city in my new b*tch (Woo, skrrt)

[Refrain: Takeoff]
Young n*gga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (Ayy)
Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (Ayy)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (Skrrt, skrrt)
n*ggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (Ayy)

[Chorus: Quavo]
(Ayy)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (White)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (Yeah)
[Outro: Quavo]
Mama told you
Mama told you
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