[Verse 1]
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
Like Chris Brown when Rihanna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves, ask me for advice, if I'm not reading a Vice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker bitches' scalp for some lice
Everything that I write is dope, because the pipe, and nope
You can't have a hit unless you give me the light
We be burnin' Dutty Rocks with a light switch
Bitch-nigga, you're about as hard as a dike's clit
I'm going as hard as Bishop Eddie Long's John
After I bought a Sidekick and sent that fag' some nice pics
They say I try too goddamn hard
No shit, I want a Grammy you damn retard
You can't be great when you settle for a flea bargain
Unless you're a thrift hipster bitch in a leotard
Painless, Hodgy lost his motherfucking mind because the brain left
Wolf Gang got the ink on me now it's banged out
Box Logo hoodie, still haven't got the stains out
Congress, I guess I'm fuckin' with the best blondes
Um yes, I am now beating off to mom sex
Raquel is wrestling a prom dress
While me and Ray Charles have a fucking staring contest
[Chorus]
To all the stepdads in here
Trip-six kids got you motherfucks scared
It could be worse, nigga, that's absurd
Nigga, I am at Pharrell's tryna butt fuck nerds
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
Like Chris Brown when Rihanna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves, ask me for advice, if I'm not reading a Vice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker bitches' scalp for some lice
Everything that I write is dope, because the pipe, and nope
You can't have a hit unless you give me the light
We be burnin' Dutty Rocks with a light switch
Bitch-nigga, you're about as hard as a dike's clit
I'm going as hard as Bishop Eddie Long's John
After I bought a Sidekick and sent that fag' some nice pics
They say I try too goddamn hard
No shit, I want a Grammy you damn retard
You can't be great when you settle for a flea bargain
Unless you're a thrift hipster bitch in a leotard
Painless, Hodgy lost his motherfucking mind because the brain left
Wolf Gang got the ink on me now it's banged out
Box Logo hoodie, still haven't got the stains out
Congress, I guess I'm fuckin' with the best blondes
Um yes, I am now beating off to mom sex
Raquel is wrestling a prom dress
While me and Ray Charles have a fucking staring contest
[Chorus]
To all the stepdads in here
Trip-six kids got you motherfucks scared
It could be worse, nigga, that's absurd
Nigga, I am at Pharrell's tryna butt fuck nerds
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