This is a song about "Mo mo"

Niggas call me mo ali

I'mma live and die in cali

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Slow-mo i'm choking these rodents / until they're swollen and broken

Isn't gonna happen no mo, we're putting our foots down

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Uh oh we gotta go to another party so can party some mo

Mo cash you got'll get you out of jail free

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Now the army suit's cute with my chocolate airs

Got mo honey than a forest with a billiooon bears

Mo' money, mo' problems

Don’t you be holding back, your love