On My Momma Songtext
von Chief Keef

Sup bud
Gloin′ baby
Hello, baby
Feel me, baby
Singing bae
Gettin' in, baby

I came, I saw, I conquered
Been jumped up off the porch on my momma
I ain′t worried about these little bitty suckers
'Cause I'm a money-getting motherfucker
Yeah, I come from the slums, yeah, I been getting money, yeah
I blow on my own, no, I don′t need nobody, woo
When I pull up Glo, no, I don′t see nobody
If I wasn't trappin′, trappin', trappin′, I swear, I won't be nobody


This nigga bitch just hit me up, she ask me what I′m doing
I say "getting to the bucks"
She told me that she wanna come through and fuck
I say, "No, bitch, suck my nuts, you nuts"
What you want, what you want?
You ain't talkin' money
Then you getting on me nerves, swerve, what a bird

You ain′t a dog, call you lil′ Courage
Dumb mo'fucker, cowardly dog
I come my cowboys shooting on purpose
You ain′t no shooter, what you shooting for Curry?
Eddy Curry, I'm eating on curry
With my granny, I got black eyed peas
Swear to God, I don′t need no Fergie

She say she wanna be Chief Keef wife, I'm like, "Swerve
Bitch, lemme tell you what I heard
Heard that you was a motherfucking thot
You be block-to-block, curb-to-curb"
The bitch heard I got gwap
Now she wanna let me fuck, I heard I heard
Always gotta know popo my dear, tryna kick down the door
I knerr, I knerr


I came, I saw, I conquered
Been jumped up off the porch on my momma
I ain′t worried about these little bitty suckers
'Cause I'm a money-getting motherfucker
Yeah, I come from the slums, yeah, I been getting money, yeah
I blow on my own, no, I don′t need nobody, woo
When I pull up Glo, no, I don′t see nobody
If I wasn't trappin′, trappin', trappin′, I swear, I won't be nobody

I be getting gwap
If I was working, I would fuck all my damn colleagues
Start by the nature to get my pistols
I swear they so naughty naughty
Rollin′, rollin', routin routin
You know you ain't about it, Charlie
Gettin′ money, spending money
You know you ain′t about it, dummy

I'ma come through with the coolin′ kits, ooh, it's real cool
You was on that opp shit, then ooh, it kill you
I be on that loud shit, don′t give a fuck who tell you
And I'm smoking on that loud shit
Don′t give a fuck who smell cool
Your clique full of squares like a picture and a border
I can get some bricks and I can send 'em through the border
I just got your bitch, I was having fun, but I got bored of her
Meet me at the border, I'm at Chiraq, Drillinois

I came, I saw, I conquered
Been jumped up off the porch on my momma
I ain′t worried about these little bitty suckers
′Cause I'm a money-getting motherfucker
Yeah, I come from the slums, yeah, I been getting money, yeah
I blow on my own, no, I don′t need nobody, woo
When I pull up Glo, no, I don't see nobody
If I wasn′t trappin', trappin′, trappin', I swear, I won't be nobody