DADS HOUSE Lyrics

I be spitting that raw shit

Type of shit to a make a fuckin bitch nauseous

Aye

Fuck a nigga

Tryna talk shit

He wanna step to me

He see the Glock

Ahhh shit

I be spitting that raw shit

Type of shit to a make a fuckin bitch nauseous

Aye

Fuck a nigga

Tryna talk shit

He wanna step to me

He see the Glock

Ahhh shit

I'm the type to make a bad bitch pass out

She hit the gas throwing ass

In her dads house

Quick to backhand a nigga tryna bad mouth

Ask how

This glock'll

Make 'em

Dance now

Feel like I'm JID

The way I drop an album

Put em in trance now

If you knew me in the past

You wouldn't even have to ask

You could see the we were moving down a bad route

Might fuck around

And catch me sleeping

With your damn spouse

I can see through all you bitches

Like a glass house

Click the link

And see her selling her cookie

Man she a Girl Scout

She shoot her shot tryna fish me

It's like I am Klaus

She giving head blowing bubbles like a damn trout

Got your girl, She on her knees

And she living in the B's

I guess going over seas

Ain't the only way to stand proud

The way I'm spitting these subliminals Is criminal

I guess I'm not the only one to stand trial

I be spitting that raw shit

Type of shit to a make a fuckin bitch nauseous

Aye

Fuck a nigga

Tryna talk shit

He wanna step to me

He see the Glock

Ahhh shit

I be spitting that raw shit

Type of shit to a make a fuckin bitch nauseous

Aye

Fuck a nigga

Tryna talk shit

He wanna step to me

He see the Glock

Ahhh shit