[Verse 1: Free Ackrite]

Goddamn, fuck I'm going crazy

Why my bitch lie to me when she come around

She knowing I'm a gangster, and she know I get around

I know she really loves me, but she can't hold me down

She knowing I'm a thug, but she can't leave me now

I'm probably at the [?] driving threw the town

All my dogs bark even when they in the pound

You probably need some chalk cause its really going down

They knew it from the start, I'm a really put it down

[Hook]

I put that on my momma, momma

That you don't want no problems with me

No problems with me

I can put that on my momma, momma

All that shit you was rapping about

That you don't want no drama with me

You don't want no drama with me

I can put that on my momma

You know when thats not every other month, every other year nigga

That you don't want no problems with me

[Verse 2: Cozz]

Yeah, look

Niggas better ask where I'm from

And I still stay to myself cause these bitches is weird

I been telling them from jump and they still ain't get it clear that I don't want no relation

I guess I'm low on the patience and I just started living out on my twenty-second year

So lets get this thing clear, every time that you talk behind my back I guarantee that I hear

Yeah I'm right here, this year no fear gloves come off

So watch how you talking and watch how you come off

Have you looking like a track meet, that gun blow you run off

Niggas don't use hands no more thats why I stay ducked off

But I put that on my mama, you don't want no drama

Have you wondering how I got commas and I ain't go to college

Cause you don't understand what it takes to be a man

A loss is a blessing so if I beat his ass and he come back for me

I'ma close both my hands and pray for a violent breakfest

Hoping that that gun jam, motherfucker

Yeah, and I put that on my momma that you don't want no drama

Yeah I put that on my