avoidismish - your stepdad lyrics
[intro]
(sh*t)
yeah (sh*t), uh, uh (sh*t)
talkin’ sh*t, never—, ay (frreh, frreh, frreh)
talkin’ sh*t, never—, uh, yeah, uh (sh*t)
ay, yuh (frreh), yuh
[chorus]
talkin’ sh*t, never made money (money)
momma told me i gotta save money (money)
now i’m rich like my grand pops, i’m step pops, i change n*ggas (change)
y’all don’t wanna be brave, hit ’em in the brain, now you at a funeral
holocaust my strain, smoke all day, never in a cubicle
percocet my cuticle, bad b*tch, my t*st*cl*s
high as f*ck, need medical, thick b*tch, she strechable
shawty wanna tummy up, put me in a pan, makе a n*gga edible (edible)
why you wanna f*ck a b*tch, if you know twеnty other n*ggas ‘head of you?
i been cookin’ like a chef (chef), b*tch n*ggas get left (left)
shoutout my n*gga john, shoutout my n*gga neph
i been livin’ in the dream, livin’ and the world, takin’ my breath (my breath)
i been f*ckin’ his b*tch, f*ckin’ his girl, shawty givin’ out neck
i been trying my best, doin’ my best, livin’ my best (best)
talking down on the team, hit ’em in the arm, hit ’em in the chest
n*gga talkin’ out his neck, don’t hit ’em in the back, hit ’em in the neck
kinda tir—, d*mn, ay (frreh)
kinda tired of spittin’ facts (facts)
[chorus]
talkin’ sh*t, never made money (money)
momma told me i gotta save money (money)
now i’m rich like my grand pops, i’m step pops, i change n*ggas (change)
y’all don’t wanna be brave, hit ’em in the brain, now you at a funeral
holocaust my strain, smoke all day, never in a cubicle (smoke, smoke)
percocet my cuticle, bad b*tch, my t*st*cl*s
high as f*ck, need medical, thick b*tch, she strechable
shawty wanna tummy up, put me in a pan, make a n*gga edible (edible)
why you wanna f*ck a b*tch, if you know twenty other n*ggas ‘head of you?
i been cookin’ like a chef (chef), b*tch n*ggas get left (left)
shoutout my n*gga john, shoutout my n*gga neph
i been livin’ in the dream, livin’ and the world, takin’ my breath (my breath)
i been f*ckin’ his b*tch, f*ckin’ his girl, shawty givin’ out neck
i been trying my best, doin’ my best, livin’ my best (best)
talking down on the team, hit ’em in the arm, hit ’em in the chest
n*gga talkin’ out his neck, don’t hit ’em in the back, hit ’em in the neck
kinda tir—, d*mn, ay (frreh)
kinda tired of spittin’ facts (facts)
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