lynch mob - father lyrics
[intro]
(dexter)
there go that n*gga cube right there
what that ruthless like n*gga
f*ck ruthless, this lench mob n*gga
[chorus: father]
if i f*cked your b*tch you gotta figure it out
my boys in your function ’bout to n*gga it out
pull up on the shorty put a d*ck in her mouth
[?] then i’m kicking her out
lynch mob they go get the pitchfork [?]
outside [?]
[?] cus these n*ggas want the smoke
gold hands because yeah we up we rolling
yeah we up we rolling n*gga let me borrow four bands
you say that you got it, come on put it in my d*mn hands
[?] got my old hoes up on [?]
shorty she a big fan, her n*gga want that big [?]
[verse 1: father]
i want that big [?] big fam
[?]
[?] i’m stressed and need that hit man
you test me, you’ll get that big [?]
your organs in the [?]
your [?] on that b*tch man, them [?] gonna clip him
i hit him then i flip them, somebody get me up
that henny make me [?], but vyvanse keep me up
my n*gga put the [?] down, you not even no thug
you never hit no l!ck man, y’ain’t never did no drugs
never hit them[?]
never hit them folks
you don’t want no smoke
i’m hot, then i’m s*xy
b*tch come pull up on me
b*tch come slide on me, undress me
ride me like a jet ski
i’m [?] and messy
[chorus: father]
if i f*cked your b*tch you gotta figure it out
my boys in your function ’bout to n*gga it out
pull up on the shorty put a d*ck in her mouth
[?] then i’m kicking her out
lynch mob they go get the pitchfork [?]
outside [?]
[?] cus these n*ggas want the smoke
gold hands because yeah we up we rolling
yeah we up we rolling n*gga let me borrow four bands
you say that you got it, come on put it in my d*mn hands
[?] got my old hoes up on [?]
shorty she a big fan, her n*gga want that big [?]
[verse 2: seanthommoney]
girl i know you need me (girl i know you need me)
girl i know you see me (girl i know you see me)
baby girl don’t leave me (baby girl don’t leave me)
praying she don’t leave me (praying she don’t leave)
lights, camera, action (action)
can’t (can’t), cut (cut), pack it (pack it)
drink, fruit (fruit), passion
girl i know i’m dead, girl i know i’m dead
don’t matter
[chorus: father]
lynch mob they go get the pitchfork [?]
outside [?]
[?] cus these n*ggas want the smoke
cold hands because yeah we up we rolling
yeah we up we rolling n*gga let me borrow four bands
you say that you got it come on put it in my d*mn hands
[?] got my old hoes up on [?]
shorty she a big fan, her n*gga want that big [?]
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