This is a song about "Mummy"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Cuz you always scream mummy

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Rao the game up like a mummy

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Got their mummy and caught their carriage, damaged by earth's kids

I’m sorry mummy i wish i had been better

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Let me rideuntil i get free

Rap the game up like a mummy

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Imma be like your mummy - just shut up and feed,

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

This rap will leave you wrapped like a mummy in a tomb

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

You told me, hunny mummy never leave you