Lyrics

Boy it's clean the dish or the switch, how you poppin' out? See that dang phone you got's the reason your grades droppin' now Don't you back talk when I talk, still ain't learned but now? I'll pop up with that heat, like this grease, you can't burn me now Child of mine I wish you'd try, boy I'm 45 but whoop like 24 Tryna waste my cash, we're out of that, you know there's always more! You're full of it, paid for all your clothes but you still throw a fit Failed basic trig, can you even do it? That's irrelevant, don't question it Single digit test scores' the reason you're single Think I'm made of cash?, Then what's that Mom? My business cause we grown Acting like on you we've been harder, we treat all of y'all equal Wait wait hold up, we've got another one? when'd we make a sequel? Bros they told, Chuck E Cheese they go, who you gon' stand behind? Boy don't lie your girlfriend's the only one who's gon' take your side You're lazy huh?, room is looking rough, worse than your dusty cut Face it, if your hairline's your lifeline it's time to pull the plug You're acting tough, like your mail it barely opened up today Even when the food's really bussin' you never clean your plate You're really done, like that nasty stuff you drink, I tasted some I won this, wait why?, because I said so, I'm not the one! Oh you're not the one but that's the age you're acting Middle child, in case you forgot thought I'd save you from asking Oh I'm lazy? must be in the genes you passed me Feels like Christmas to me how you had nothing good in your wrapping Even with my grocery shoes on, you're the only trippin' Got food and forgot about me, aye that's family tradition Listen to the last tear bender, always got something to tell You pop off like you lounge on couches, can't get control-a yourself I'm really done, second born? uh huh but put last every time Crossed the line when you started giving cards with no cash inside You see the signs, stress the whole house out without good reason why Made Dad's hairline market McDonald's doing the toosie slide If I clean up nobody notices it, I'm Nanny Phantom Grandma'd never let me leave hungry, 's why I got Granny fandom Your blame's more contagious then Covid, always catch it why bother? All my bros are really just quarters how they change for a dollar You're just like your brands are, always off Said if I can pass gas I can pass my class, and where's the flaw? Feel like homework Cause we forget bout you, you start problems with me Need that belt, you buckle under pressure 'less it comes to Timmy Treated worse, they all got dessert all I got was deserted Half the time you're more dead wrong than how your emojis are worded Grades you hid from Grandma Explains why you don't know Caring from Karen Rule 1 of avoided whoopings: Mama's still got 'em some parents
Writer(s): Kyle Exum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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