[Hook]
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
I'm just a hustla tryna get rich
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
No I won't back down no I won't quit
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
Not finna put up with your sh*t
I suggest you better back back
'Fore I pull up and whoop that ass, cause
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
Mama ain't raise no b*tch, nah
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
I'm out here tryna get rich
I'm out here tryna make hits
Ain't talkin' 'bout Ritz
But I need to go ahead and stack up them chips
[Verse 1]
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
Mama ain't raise no pus*y
f*ck around start swingin' have your face gushin'
Have everybody on the field looking
At your crooked smile after I knock your teeth out
Cole and Gate don't want nothing to do with your ass now
Come in strong like the 808, b*tch I'm super and I got the bass
Boom boom that shake the room
But don't play cause you know it might be your doom
I got flow for 1000 days, ain't both I only go one way
Done told y'all that sh*t 1000 times
Something must be going on with ya minds
Hit a b*tch with a razor blade
Give a n*gga a quick fade
Step outta space, you'll get put right back in your place
Mama ain't raise no b*tch so better not play me
Better not try me, have you seeing your last days
Tryna be hard but that ain't who your mama raised
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
I'm just a hustla tryna get rich
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
No I won't back down no I won't quit
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
Not finna put up with your sh*t
I suggest you better back back
'Fore I pull up and whoop that ass, cause
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
Mama ain't raise no b*tch, nah
Mama ain't raise no b*tch
I'm out here tryna get rich
I'm out here tryna make hits
Ain't talkin' 'bout Ritz
But I need to go ahead and stack up them chips
[Verse 2}
Ding dong, back and forth like ping pong
Got like 4/5 rings on, big and bad just like king kong
Walk in killing the game, need them diamonds from Johnny Dame
Walk in killing it, write a song and you know it's a hit
Driving swerving in the fast lane
Feel like B.o.B. when I be riding in them airplanes
And you know I'm flying around, doing my damn thing
Shades Gang Gang Gang
Always stay on my hustle, gotta go out and get the money
I need them diamonds that's sunny
VVS, run up a big check
I'm talkin' 'bout three bags, all that cash
f*ck around, not first, you're last