Mama Bling

Mm, another day, another Xanny sniffer

Make so many cameos on videos, lady panty kissing

Now they gettin’ shady, got a new Bugatti

A Kawasaki and a brand new Mercedes

Tell me where’s the music we could feel to

Where’s the groove we could love, hate, cry and then relate to

Goddamn it, somebody give me those answers

'Till then I’ll be lapping round these rich boys and their mansions

**** it, man I’ll follow the throne

Sarah’s like “Why don't you write and be like Polow da Don?

We could pile the money home

We could pilot a plane and fly with it back

Fix up every little problem, be gone”

Baby you antsy, maybe if my dad wasn't ************* motivating, maybe that'd be plan B

We could rent a five thousand dollar condo out in Malibu, we fancy

Bubblegum ******* with real candy

We don't ​need​ ​diamond​ ​rings

Or​ ​fancy​ ​things

They​ ​don't​ ​mean​ ​a​ ​thing

Got​ ​my​ ​momma​ ​on​ ​my​ ​line

That's​ ​my​ ​bling

I'm​ ​her​ ​only​ ​king

One​ ​day​ ​I'll​ ​wake​ ​up​ ​and​ ​I'll​ ​be​ ​the​ ​chief

'Cuz we've​ ​been​ ​up​ ​to​ ​something

And they​ ain't ​been​ ​up​ ​to​ ​nothing

They​ ​don't​ ​want​ ​no​ ​beef

What a sad reality that we have

Scrolling through my Twitter like what happened to rap

Sitting and wishing like Jack Johnson

Caution to blogs, flossing artists that'll never make my battery last

That’s the last time I'll sit through ‘Ye bragging a fashion accessory

Or Lupe just smacking my scalp

I don't get it like I asked 'em for Malk

It wasn't some bars or details on their 5 billion balcony house

You caught a wave and you stole from it, now Cole run it

Chance Bennett been it since hey ma

An immaculate soul done it

I'm up next, and I'm fan-*******-tastic

My fans love the accent and my family backed it

My pants tight, my hair did and I got my dance on

Pass me the funk I could rant on

Maybe give me that Les Paul decks on the road

Maybe the Rhodes, show the tour bus and map to show

See how it goes, *****

We​ ​don't​ ​need​ ​diamond​ ​rings

Or​ ​fancy​ ​things

They​ ​don't​ ​mean​ ​a​ ​thing

Got​ ​my​ ​momma​ ​on​ ​my​ ​line

That's​ ​my​ ​bling

I'm​ ​her​ ​only​ ​king

One​ ​day​ ​I'll​ ​wake​ ​up​ ​and​ ​I'll​ ​be​ ​the​ ​chief

'Cause we've​ ​been​ ​up​ ​to​ ​something

They​ ​ain't​ ​been​ ​up​ ​to​ ​nothing

They​ ​don't​ ​want​ ​no​ ​beef

'Cause I've been on fire

I've been on true

I've been on me

I meant to call you

I've been on 66 on Christmas wishlist

All I want is this babe, we such misfits

We've been on shrooms

We've been on ****

We done had *** in this city on E

They want us dismissed, they want us gone

But we gone be right here

We gone be right here, yeah