Dad, I can't make a PG version of my raps
Mom, I don't wanna take a whole bunch of laps, yuh
Keeghan, you know I don't wanna shut the f*ck up, yeah
Ex, why do you have to blow up my phone, yeah
Bitch, you won't even care enough to know
All the f*ckin' things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Bitch, why the f*ck do you have to know
All the things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Your mom is at my house
We chillin on the couch
And we staying' quiet, as a mouse, yuh
Ain't nothing get in my way
You gotta stay
At your place
Motherf*cker tryin
They don't even know I'm lying
About a lot of things, I'm not survivin'
I'm with my lady going pow
They don't know how
Bitch, you gonna have to bow
I'm at the store
Y'know, I'm really poor
Your mom is whore
There is the door
Bitch, I can't rap
Yo hoe on my lap
Dad, I can't make a PG version of my raps
Mom, I don't wanna take a whole bunch of laps, yuh
Keeghan, you know I don't wanna shut the f*ck up, yeah
Ex, why do you have to blow up my phone, yeah
Bitch, you won't even care enough to know
All the f*ckin' things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Bitch, why the f*ck do you have to know
All the things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
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Dad, I can't make a PG version of my raps
Mom, I don't wanna take a whole bunch of laps, yuh
Keeghan, you know I don't wanna shut the f*ck up, yeah
Ex, why do you have to blow up my phone, yeah
Bitch, you won't even care enough to know
All the f*ckin' things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Bitch, why the f*ck do you have to know
All the things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Your mom is at my house
We chillin on the couch
And we staying' quiet, as a mouse, yuh
Ain't nothing get in my way
You gotta stay
At your place
Motherf*cker tryin
They don't even know I'm lying
About a lot of things, I'm not survivin'
I'm with my lady going pow
They don't know how
Bitch, you gonna have to bow
I'm at the store
Y'know, I'm really poor
Your mom is whore
There is the door
Bitch, I can't rap
Yo hoe on my lap
Dad, I can't make a PG version of my raps
Mom, I don't wanna take a whole bunch of laps, yuh
Keeghan, you know I don't wanna shut the f*ck up, yeah
Ex, why do you have to blow up my phone, yeah
Bitch, you won't even care enough to know
All the f*ckin' things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Bitch, why the f*ck do you have to know
All the things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Mom, I don't wanna take a whole bunch of laps, yuh
Keeghan, you know I don't wanna shut the f*ck up, yeah
Ex, why do you have to blow up my phone, yeah
Bitch, you won't even care enough to know
All the f*ckin' things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Bitch, why the f*ck do you have to know
All the things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Your mom is at my house
We chillin on the couch
And we staying' quiet, as a mouse, yuh
Ain't nothing get in my way
You gotta stay
At your place
Motherf*cker tryin
They don't even know I'm lying
About a lot of things, I'm not survivin'
I'm with my lady going pow
They don't know how
Bitch, you gonna have to bow
I'm at the store
Y'know, I'm really poor
Your mom is whore
There is the door
Bitch, I can't rap
Yo hoe on my lap
Dad, I can't make a PG version of my raps
Mom, I don't wanna take a whole bunch of laps, yuh
Keeghan, you know I don't wanna shut the f*ck up, yeah
Ex, why do you have to blow up my phone, yeah
Bitch, you won't even care enough to know
All the f*ckin' things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Bitch, why the f*ck do you have to know
All the things I been through, things I can't show, yuh
Writer: Jamison Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid