Lyrics

Alright, you can try to fuck with me But before you do, there's something you should probably know I keep that motherfuckin' thing on me and by thing I mean dad Trust, you don't wanna make me mad 'cause I got him on speed dial And he's rich as all heck And he's strong, he'll be comin' for your neck Yeah, my dad is straight evil, he's a mafia boss And he's cutting me checks, now I'm lost in the sauce Give me an arbitrary job cause I have no skills Nepotism got me making them bills First grade I had a bully, he was straight dissin' Asked the principle for help, but he wouldn't listen Told my dad, next day they were both missin' Like "Shape of Water" they were sleeping with fishes And did I mention he's a vampire? My dad can't die Paler than a motherfuckin' overcast sky Only comin' out at night, killin' folks with one bite Think he sucks? Well, you goddamn right Me and dad at the ball park, hittin' balls with a bat If you bully me, you're gonna brawl with a bat Who needs a sugar daddy when you got a sugar dad? Unlimited allowance, no cap Dad been alive for 400 years, vampire shit He don't show up in the mirrors, rich man shit He don't show up for his kids How he live forever, but ain't got time for his kids? But it's cool I get that money from the top (bitch) Call that "trickle down economics" You don't wanna mess with me, I promise The money never stops,but it's got a lot of commas If I have a bad dream,then I'm hoppin' in his coffin Dad's richer than Jeff Bezos It ain't fall, but he's raking up pesos Puttin' all my haters underneath gravestones I'm like a baby mouse 'cause he feed me queso, little bread like panko You will never have a rich dad You will always have a tiny baby. bitch dad You could have money in the bank, but your dad can't hang 'Cause he ain't got fangs, and he don't leave gangs, bitch
Writer(s): Carter Brown Britz, Daniel James Gonzalez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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