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SON OF A Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ayo, that's what's up my boy Boat Thugz
Just can't stop askin' for these smoke
Bitch really wants it, huh
And we spit a hot minute with quad triplets
While I pump up this drug called quads, you know the vibes
I don't think he hard, but we all see the truth
Just a lame-ass hittin
Livin' in a trailer, talkin' bout how he's slayin' dope in past clips
Cappin' ass liar
When we know your broke ass just sits home jerkin' off the dope vids quick
Come fucker
Ayo Boat, fuck your breath when you smell it from a mile away
If your teeth yellow and the corn dome's green like a rainy day
Your whole existence is through, but you're too dumb to see
Steppin' on Instagram and your sister cousins hand me gowns
But fuck tryna act hard, but we all know it's capped
Ain't nothin' but a bitch, mami shoulda kept them lights closed tight
Fuckin' sheep and goats all lay out in them backwoods hills
Ayo Dixon, shriveled as your last two brain cells
Fuck outta here bitch, boy, before you catch this word
Ain't nobody want your stanky musty ass, not even for a buck
All you do is talk, y'all sad, white dick, don't get born real quick
Try act hard, but we see through your facade, my persona's wack
This right here's a message sent directly to Bungie, boy
Ain't no comin' back from these doors, I'm layin' down, it's on sight, boy
Run up on me once again and it's perched for your whole operation
Better fight Kanaan, his little man, pink dog, and charge him cake
I think that's about enough cookin' up this lame-ass hick for one session
She's in his clout proper, hope he learn to think or two
Shout out to all my real ones who rock with me, always got my back
Me and this bitch for life, no cap
That's for you, bumfuck, I think I made my point crystal clear
You gettin' a message loud and clear, trust me
Holla at me if you still feelin' froggy, though, bitch, I got more for you
Always hope for the Bungie dummies, I don't hurt
Bye gang, that's a wrap, your boy T. Diddy signin' off, till next time
T. Diddy and his nice big strap, you dig
Gang, gang
Gang, gang
Gang, gang