[Intro: Your Stepdad]
Yeah
Ayy, yeah (Fah)
[Verse 1: Your Stepdad]
Made a couple bands off rap, I tried to keep it secret
When you used to hoelessness and brokeness, you can't keep a secret
Three taken bops in a single week and they all equal decent
But how the fuck I'm gettin' tired of women when I barely crease 'em?
I ain't gay, I'm just gettin' older, coochie lost it's hype
I'm a youngin, so I got options, and I often pipe
But having hoes made me lose my mind last year, I won't lost it twice
Already let go way too many kids, I been mad shorty-geist
[?] made me lose my sentiment
Nah, I like women when they bent
No, I don't listen when they vent
She talkin' 'bout, "Comment allez-vous?" Like, shut up, bitch is using French
[Break: Tae Retro]
Like, shut up
Heh, alright, alright, look
[Verse 2: Tae Retro]
Every time I take a L, I always gain perspective
You gon' fail passing me, need to change objectives
In a whole different class, need to change electives
Niggas always quick to scream "bro", but I don't know you, brethren
Everything I say is set in stone like the Ten Commandments
Shawty bad, I'm in a trance, I was so enchanted
Tryna bet against me, dawg, I wouldn't plan it
She want a ring, I need space first 'cause I did not plan it
Tryna talk, she cut straight to the meat like a circumcision
Wanna get a trick out of me, but I am no magician
Tryna maintain balance, it's just how I'm living
Got the other comp' in distress 'cause the G.O.A.T. has risen (Alright, alright, heh, look)
I got that one type of flow that'll change yo' vibe
Rappers match is speaking off the smoke, let me blow they high
She say she want a hood nigga, but I am not that guy (Heh, nigga, the fuck?)
Yeah
Ayy, yeah (Fah)
[Verse 1: Your Stepdad]
Made a couple bands off rap, I tried to keep it secret
When you used to hoelessness and brokeness, you can't keep a secret
Three taken bops in a single week and they all equal decent
But how the fuck I'm gettin' tired of women when I barely crease 'em?
I ain't gay, I'm just gettin' older, coochie lost it's hype
I'm a youngin, so I got options, and I often pipe
But having hoes made me lose my mind last year, I won't lost it twice
Already let go way too many kids, I been mad shorty-geist
[?] made me lose my sentiment
Nah, I like women when they bent
No, I don't listen when they vent
She talkin' 'bout, "Comment allez-vous?" Like, shut up, bitch is using French
[Break: Tae Retro]
Like, shut up
Heh, alright, alright, look
[Verse 2: Tae Retro]
Every time I take a L, I always gain perspective
You gon' fail passing me, need to change objectives
In a whole different class, need to change electives
Niggas always quick to scream "bro", but I don't know you, brethren
Everything I say is set in stone like the Ten Commandments
Shawty bad, I'm in a trance, I was so enchanted
Tryna bet against me, dawg, I wouldn't plan it
She want a ring, I need space first 'cause I did not plan it
Tryna talk, she cut straight to the meat like a circumcision
Wanna get a trick out of me, but I am no magician
Tryna maintain balance, it's just how I'm living
Got the other comp' in distress 'cause the G.O.A.T. has risen (Alright, alright, heh, look)
I got that one type of flow that'll change yo' vibe
Rappers match is speaking off the smoke, let me blow they high
She say she want a hood nigga, but I am not that guy (Heh, nigga, the fuck?)
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