Lyrics

Church Yeah, I'm back, motherfuckers They mad 'cause my little fuckin' Profile picture ain't poppin' up on their stories, hahahaha Church Look at these dudes, I'm y'alls dad You see my spot, it makes you mad With rap, you dropped out, and I'm a grad Look at these dudes, look at these dudes Look at these dudes, look at these dudes, I'm y'alls dad Got a text last night about hateful spite Somebody sayin' they could body me up on the mic, yeah, right Stay lookin' in the mirror Not even up in the venue and gettin' stage fright My pencil point got more lead than a pistol, boy Thinkin' that you got a genius ploy It's like a little kid dressed as a baby cowboy Poppin' paper tabs with a fuckin' toy (pew-pew) Miss me again like always I wish you would, I'm a saw blade I'ma cut through the underground game Like I need to remove the trash down in the crawlspace Infinite ammunition like an arms race Firin' every shot with a boldface Erased the hip-hop database spot Less than he's even bein' honest Honestly, bitches be gossipy I'm such a star, my nickname Astronomy Hurt you with a pen and pencil Then cut all your throats with my pocket that's full of apostrophes You are a not-a-me, only a wannabe Dude, you're an asshole, nope, sodomy And I ain't sorry for bein' that honky When y'all faker than Morgan Wallen's apology Look at these dudes, I'm y'alls dad You see my spot, it makes you mad With rap, you dropped out, and I'm a grad Look at these dudes, look at these dudes Look at these dudes, look at these dudes Look at these dudes, I'm y'alls dad You see my spot, it makes you mad With rap, you dropped out, and I'm a grad Look at these dudes, look at these dudes Look at these dudes, look at these dudes, I'm y'alls dad So famous, I got a TikTok But I don't waste time on Don't only be cold with a wristwatch I don't wear one, I make time like a boss And you gon' be thirsty for me I guess I'm hosin' you off If your mouth is still open when you talkin' shit You flushin' my sauce, uh Scientific, mad guy, I'm with it You the kind that say, "Be more pacific" I'm the kind that design hieroglyphic Even when you try to copy me, your mimic Is a sloppy copy with some fingers missin' You couldn't shoot a bird with fuckin' sign language So many people booin' at your shows Only time you rap is to apply bandage I say it so candid 'cause I can and did And I will continue to dish out all the damage If we go to war on the mic, I'll kill everybody And be the last motherfucker that's standin' Then sweep all your parts to the side So other rappers can examine To see what happens to these motherfuckers When you bother the guy that is mindin' his business Look at these dudes, I'm y'alls dad You see my spot, it makes you mad With rap, you dropped out, and I'm a grad Look at these dudes, look at these dudes Look at these dudes, look at these dudes Look at these dudes, I'm y'alls dad You see my spot, it makes you mad With rap, you dropped out, and I'm a grad Look at these dudes, look at these dudes Look at these dudes, look at these dudes, I'm y'alls dad
Writer(s): Thomas Daniel Toner, Ryan Edward Upchurch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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