Polish the sword
On her knees for the lord, yeah
When momma calls, was the only thing I ignored
Baby, baby
Lady, I been scared
To lose you lately, yeah
Literature
I was tryna be like Little Richard
Yeah, lemon lime mixtures
Yeah them them fixtures
That get us liquored up
Baby give it to me, give it up
I was all I ever had
That's probably why I treat you bad, baby
Drug use, probably
Raw sex, Molly
You got sexy hobbies
Body, karate, pilates
Well I'll be, got damn
Take it off
I'm tryna see, got damn
I'm just tryna get the nana
Wife it up and be a momma
Licky licky call me papa
I don't really call my papa how I should
Fuck it, we ball
Went to the mall and forgot about it all
Then she, swallow me up in a stall, see
I'm still redeeming myself
But I can love you baby
All while being myself
Tryna figure it out
'Fore I'm even tryna get in your mouth
Baby look! I'm trying
Damn, she crying
Momma, take me with you
I'm sorry, you were all I ever had
Had, had
Momma, all I ever had
Baby, all I ever had
My daddy, he was all I ever had
Granny
Drug use, probably
Raw sex, molly
Give it up, hobbies
Body, karate, pilates
Well I'll be- got damn
Take it off, damn
Tryna see, got damn
Aye
She ain't never had a man with a plan
She ain't never had a man with some bands
She ain't never had a man with some fans
And that's okay
Baby that's okay