This is a song about "Priceless womb mom"

No tats dey for my arm

But did you think about your mom,

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

I finally got a girl, mom!/

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

You where destined to lose on your way out of your mothers womb

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

Just searching for the perfect shot

Your mom jumped on this cock

A collab dissing laylow!? whoa! see that is priceless

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

That's when you know you doing shit

Take my moms, move away

Right to wear your mom stay