Chief RCG & Malik Gray - Luh Mumma Lyrics

Aye yo, yo yo yo...
Yo yo, yo yo yo...
Yeah Lik

They counted me out i'm counting it up
I'm switch the lanes to Bentley a truck
I don't entertain I don't give a f*ck
I wanted the fame she wanted to f*ck

You don't gotta ask lil' mama (Lil' mama)
You chasin' a bag lil' mama (Lil' mama)
I'm poppin' the tags lil' mama (Lil' mama)
Please don't get attached lil' mama (Lil' mama)

I hit up the dawgs they coming to match it
They got the sticks they come with attachments
I know a ratchet she got a ratchet
She wanna blast it but she keep askin'

Don't gotta ask lil' mama (Lil' mama)
They chasin' a bag lil' mama (Lil' mama)
I'm poppin' the tags lil' mama (Lil' mama)
Please don't get attached lil' mama (Lil' mama)

Please get away from me...
She keep it poppin' and lockin' she droppin' it faithfully
You outta options if you got a problem you face the team
If you want action then we got that action just wait and see
Pick them apart them put them together and lace the seams
Please get away from me (Please get away from me)
I make her wait for me (I make her wait for me)
You gotta wait to see (You gotta wait to see)
We never play for free (We never play for free)
I been balling they hate to see (Hate to see)
She been calling me faithfully (Faithfully)
If you want it just wait and see (Wait and see)
Yeah...

Lik in the kitchen just looking for niggas to bake up
Ironic how you rappers cooking but ain't got ya cake up
And she steady askin' me she steady askin' me
What is that called bitch it's a masterpiece
Bitch it's a masterpiece yeah

They counted me out i'm counting it up
I'm switch the lanes to Bentley a truck
I don't entertain I don't give a f*ck
I wanted the fame she wanted to f*ck

You don't gotta ask lil' mama (Lil' mama)
You chasin' a bag lil' mama (Lil' mama)
I'm poppin' the tags lil' mama (Lil' mama)
Please don't get attached lil' mama (Lil' mama)

I hit up the dawgs they coming to match it
They got the sticks they come with attachments
I know a ratchet she got a ratchet
She wanna blast it but she keep askin'

Don't gotta ask lil' mama (Lil' mama)
They chasin' a bag lil' mama (Lil' mama)
I'm poppin' the tags lil' mama (Lil' mama)
Please don't get attached lil' mama (Lil' mama)

Chief...
Girl you don't gotta ask for shit
The way that you twerking and working
You turning the Chief into Kaepernick
I'm taking a knee just to give her the D
That's the way that she ask for it
But she ain't have to ask a bit
Told I got some cash to spend
Then I got her a bag or ten
I'm talking the whole nine to the goal line
Now we running it up
Bay in the back she keep asking for action
One thumb in her butt other thumbin' it up (Nasty)
Tell them niggas don't harass me
I'm Stone Cold with cans they a tag team huh
See I smash them and spray all out to lay all out
They thought it was a bad dream look

Chief in the kitchen just looking for niggas to bake up
Ironic how you rappers cooking but ain't got ya cake up
And she steady askin' me she steady askin' me
What is that called bitch it's a masterpiece
Bitch it's a masterpiece yeah

They counted me out i'm counting it up
I'm switch the lanes to Bentley a truck
I don't entertain I don't give a f*ck
I wanted the fame she wanted to f*ck

You don't gotta ask lil' mama (Lil' mama)
You chasin' a bag lil' mama (Lil' mama)
I'm poppin' the tags lil' mama (Lil' mama)
Please don't get attached lil' mama (Lil' mama) (Don't get attached don't get attached)

I hit up the dawgs they coming to match it
They got the sticks they come with attachments
I know a ratchet she got a ratchet
She wanna blast it but she keep askin'

Don't gotta ask lil' mama (Lil' mama)
They chasin' a bag lil' mama (Lil' mama)
I'm poppin' the tags lil' mama (Lil' mama)
Please don't get attached lil' mama (Lil' mama)

Yeah yeah...
Yeah baby you ain't gotta ask for shit
You can get whatever you need
You know how that shit go