[Intro] Big smoke in the backseat (uh) Brown liquor on my lap, see (yeah) If you came for a saint, better walk out If you came for a freak, better talk loud (what) [Verse 1] Blunt tip burnin’ my acrylics Cig ash dancin’ on the dishes I’m a bad habit in the kitchen Hit once, whole life go missin’ Henny with the cola, I’m mixin’ Bacardi in the cut, I’m twisted It is what it is, I ain’t fixin’ Wanna play clean? Wrong vixen (ha) [Chorus] Call me mama, I’ma call you daddy (daddy) Hands on my waist, make it real grabby (grab it) I’m a dirty lil’ thing, yeah, nasty Shake, shake, shake, make it clap if you ask me Call me mama, I’ma call you daddy (daddy) Talk real cute but the taste savage It is what it is, don’t at me It is what it is, you can’t have me (nah) [Verse 2] Backshot bounce, got the floor lean Throw it on your lap like a touch screen (hey) Tat on my hip say “don’t preach” You can hit, but the heart out of your reach Sip dark ‘til the words get sloppy Cig on my lip, still cocky You like “good girl”, that’s not me I’m the one make a king move toxic Ash on the bedspread, you love that Hand on my neck, where the blunt at You say “mine”, I just laugh back I’m your problem, you can’t pass that (never) [Chorus] Call me mama, I’ma call you daddy (daddy) Hands on my waist, make it real grabby (real grabby) I’m a dirty lil’ thing, yeah, nasty Shake, shake, shake, make it clap if you ask me Call me mama, I’ma call you daddy (daddy) Talk real cute but the taste savage It is what it is, don’t at me It is what it is, you can’t have me [Bridge] Smoke in my hair, taste on my tongue (yeah) Bad decisions, I make ‘em for fun You want love, I just want a good run You say “forever”, I’m gone with the sun (skrrt) [Chorus] Call me mama, I’ma call you daddy (daddy) Hands on my waist, make it real grabby I’m a dirty lil’ thing, yeah, nasty Shake, shake, shake, make it clap if you ask me Call me mama, I’ma call you daddy (uh) Talk real cute but the taste savage It is what it is, don’t at me It is what it is, you can’t have me (mama)

rap, Dark, club-ready trap beat with booming 808s and skittering hi-hats, sparse eerie synths leaving room for swagger-heavy female vocals. Verses stay tight and percussive with ad-lib stacks; chorus widens with doubled leads, pitched-down backing vox on key phrases, and a late-song bass switch-up to lift the energy before a final hook., hip hop

Mama Call You Daddy