
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 drop or die And I’ma grab 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' stag fright My pencil point got more lead than a pncil, boy Thinkin' that you got a genius ploy It’s like a little kid dressed as a baby cowboy Poppin' paper taps with a fuckin' toy Miss me again, like always I wish you would, I’m a sawblade I’ma cut through the underground game Like I need to remove the trash down in the crawlspace the ammunition like an arms race Firin' every shot with a boldface Erased the hip-hop 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 drop or die And I’ma grab 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 drop or die And I’ma grab 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 tick-tock Don’t only beat-code 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 Scientific, with it You the kind that say, «Be more pacific» I’m the kind of designed 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 a 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 drop or die And I’ma grab 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 drop or die And I’ma grab Look at these dudes, look at these dudes Look at these dudes, look at these dudes I’m y’alls dad
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