I Ain’t Your Momma

[Verse 1]
Left your plate in the sink
Shoes in the hallway again
You say you’re “just forgetful”
But I’m not your second brain
Left your towel on the floor
Remote in the bed we share
You call me “baby
Relax”
Boy
I’m not your daycare
[Chorus]
I ain’t your momma
Ain’t here to raise you
Got a husband
Not a child I gotta chase to
If you can work that job
You can work this broom
I ain’t your momma
Pick it up
We grown in this room
[Verse 2]
I do lists
I do laundry
I do love
But I’m not staff
You say you “didn’t notice”
Like that’s some kind of pass
You scroll while I’m still scrubbing
Call this “help” when you rinse one glass
If you can find your phone so fast
You can find the trash
[Chorus]
I ain’t your momma
Ain’t here to raise you
Got a husband
Not a child I gotta chase to
If you can pay your bills
You can wipe that spill
I ain’t your momma
Step up or I swear I will
[Bridge]
I want a partner
Not a project
I want a teammate
Not a stage act
So are you with me
Or just on me
Say it with your hands
Show me what you mean (hey!)
[Chorus]
I ain’t your momma
Ain’t here to raise you
Got a husband
Not a child I gotta chase to
If you can stand beside
You can share this load
I ain’t your momma
Grow with me or hit the road

Modern R&B-pop groove with a hint of funk, female vocals. Tight, bouncy drums and a rubbery bassline under clean rhythm guitar chops. Verses stay sassy and half-spoken, hook pops with stacked harmonies and claps. Bridge strips to bass and snaps, then final chorus hits with extra ad-libs and a lifted key for attitude.