This is a song about "Lucass mom"

The jiggas and the tips

My mom gave me two selections

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Her mom takin that crap

Back up on my fly shit

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

Treat yo mom like one of my bitches

She gon get the mils for this

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Well go cry to your mom

I'm back on these highways moving cakes

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

But i remain the good kid

Your mom walks in and says good morning

They clapping and we balling