Your Mom Stole Aux And Played This.. Lyrics

Broms

Hey, please excuse me, I'm just tryna make a masterpiece

This beat is sweet as fuck, if I get on it, I'll get cavities

But that don't sound too bad to me, been tryna make this bag, you see?

God has plans for me, God has plans for me

It's hard to say if I'll have time for you, my love

She says she like how my beats booming through the subs

She tryna come into my room and make some love

She went from talking on Snap to talking dirty back

She likes a Louis V bag, but I rock a Puma cat

If it's my money she wants, she won't get none of that

And I won't chase no ho, I'm not a running back

Throw her ass to the side, I'm Randall Cunningham

Such a stand-up guy, yes, I'm a funny man

Your bitch just changed her plans, on her way to Ludington

Rips from the bong while Britney playing my song

She indulged in my dong while her man was on the John

I'll be high as King Kong, I'm still up when it's dawn

Bet that movie's still on, cause it's four hours long

Yeah, I want it, I take it, I'm not talking no gay shit

Come a little closer, babe, not talking about braces

Got gas, got cases, I feel you, but my face is so numb

Faded, so gone, I feel dumb, sorry, girl, I gotta run

That would be good for my lungs, you got me puffing up blunts

That shit ain't good for my lungs, thanks for your time, I had fun

She was throwing off, she like, um, only come around when the sun's gone

Yeah, uh huh

Yeah, this that turn the shit up, piss off the neighbors upstairs

Bet your landlord would fuck with it, so he wouldn't care

Me up on this mic is like a white bitch at Panera

Stereotype, probably could marry your wife

I guess I'll spare you tonight, I have a heart somewhere inside of me, we're very alike

I like bad bitches, good bitches, various types

Piss off some parents tonight

I think your daughter's in love with me, she's in Paris tonight

Yeah, I don't get embarrassed bout the things that most people might

I was kicking it with this bitch from Jordan, I caught her Mike

I was blanking on her name, cause I was high as a kite

She ain't think twice, she was high as my flight

Out to Vegas, life's amazing when you're living it right (Out to Vegas, life's amazing when you're living it right, ayy)

Uh huh, yeah (Broms)

Let that shit rock