This is a song about "Momma leaving"

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

Leaving you curious about your cheerios

Leaving them feeling weakless and chilled

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

My momma needed a new crib

Momma was getting a new raise.

Slow and steady wins this race

So yall people best be leaving

Bun b, i’m underground king

Left her to fuck your momma

You made me wanna

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Wrecking and leaving em, it's unbelievable/

One day my momma told me

Dc, man over money