[Intro]
Mama ask what's wrong with Jay?
Mama ask what's wrong with Jay?
Mama, I'm okay, mama, I'm okay
What's wrong with Jay?
Askin' what's wrong with me, mama, I'm okay
Askin' what's wrong with Jay?
[Chorus]
Mama say, "What's wrong with you?"
She like, "What's going on with you?"
Tryna bust a fu*kin' dome or two
Tryna see what the fu*k you wanna do
Tryna get up close and smush him like a roach while he on the phone with you
Tryna shut his body down with no remote just like corona do
b*tch, I won't play it fair, don't take it there, you play right there and lay right there
Hide them Glocks in that trunk, b*tch, I'ma dump and you won't make it there
These drugs got me stuck and got me movin' 'round like a lazy bear
Like fu*k the legs, we hit his head, you know I fu*kin' hate the cap
[Verse]
Put down my phone, had to leave that b*tch alone, I think my sh*t be tapped
Ridin' all alone, just me and my chrome, this b*tch sittin' on my lap
I ain't have the Benz, just grams for the ten, I was sittin' right in the trap
I used to trap hard, looked up to trap boys 'fore I got into rap
Why do these ni**as try to come and eat our food?
ni**as lie too, these b*tches lie too, fu*k it, I lie to you
This sh*t they ride to, this sh*t they slide to, they can get high too
Catchin' them sales, fu*kin' with Trell, had his own drive-thru
[Pre-Chorus]
sh*t changed since I'm gettin' paid, they say I'm stuck in my ways
b*tch, I'm stuck on gettin' paid, can't give a fu*k what you say
Depression got me stressin', I've been pissed off all day
She can see it all in my eyes, but I just lie and tell her everything okay
[Chorus]
Mama say, "What's wrong with you?"
She like, "What's going on with you?"
Tryna bust a fu*kin' dome or two
Tryna see what the fu*k you wanna do
Tryna get up close and smush him like a roach while he on the phone with you
Tryna shut his body down with no remote just like corona do
b*tch, I won't play it fair, don't take it there, you play right there and lay right there
Hide them Glocks in that trunk, b*tch, I'ma dump and you won't make it there
These drugs got me stuck and got me movin' 'round like a lazy bear
Like fu*k the legs, we hit his head, you know I fu*kin' hate the cap
[Outro]
Know I hate the cap
No cap rapper, know I hate the cap rap
You gon' get clapped
When you hear the bap
b*tch, I'm in the trap for real