Cape Cod

[Verse 1]
I got no COVID so we back for business
I´m a real G and your dad is a witness
Working on Design on your sister´s birthday
Maybe go to the gym, some fitness
You faked your sister´s pictures
Your dad is cheating, now that´s litness
Your mum´s trim doesn´t exist
The Petiets are gonna have an awkward christmas
So why you want to talk about my dad so much?
What about yours?
Let me just phone him
The call I will pause
Nah fuck you man, you got Coronavirus
I always thought you would be the one to guide us
But now the only one to guide us is God
So get outta this place, go back to Cape Cod
Your family is scared anyways in the house
You´re putting their life in danger you prick
Your cat is jumping through all the windows
And you´re just jerking off her, you prick
So stop trying to squeese the pumpy
Just realise you maybe need to leave the country
All British rappers say free the mandem
But I´m telling you to free your mumzy
Just go with your parents abroad
They know that their son is a fraud
Can´t handle life so your mom handles life like a fishing rod
Cape Cod
Bussum ain´t good for your squad
Because you don´t really have a squad
Unless your parents are a part of your squad

[Verse 2]
So your dad can´t defend you
And you can´t defend your mom
Man I wonder what she thinks
All the people in your family are weak links
Gather around, these are just the pre-drinks
My dad drinks Vodka daily?
Ok, nah, that´s a lie
What are these facts are jokes?
Oh, shit, I forgot that you suck
So, say what you like then
Stop asking me if I want to fight then
Don´t mention the shit that I don´t like then
But fuck this thing, your fam ain´t my friends
So don´t hype them
You kick your mom and then say you the best
But the best is up in D.C. in the West
But you won´t go there, your Dad won´t go there
Cuz Daddy scared of a big bad bear
Your broke your mum´s back to bend her
Now that she´s broken, go mend her
Maybe I have stuff I can lend her
I got some money I want to send her
I will send it
Once you move to Cape Cod and end it
It´s not me, that´s self-centered
You open the door and look who entered

[Chorus]
Oh, it´s the shitty guy, shitty guy
The shitty guy is gonna get drilled
You are the shitty guy, now that´s chilled
You´re the king of shit, no big deal
Y1B, yeah, I run that
Keep your crack, I don´t want that
COD, let your gun cap away
Starting a petition to make you go away
And not come back

[Verse 3]
Oh lord
For the third time, just go abroad
Or your Dad will run off his ends
And it wasn´t your mom´s fault
Your fam should be relaxed
But their son is battling a war
One day, snipers at the door
Then next day, Schiphol Terminal 4
You need to move back in the old house
Sick and fly, I´m wearing a blouse
You´re taking drugs, I might call you Klaus
How in God´s name do you still like your house?
You share a shower and you sing inside
Now tell me what you want, that is sly
I got options, let me know how you want to die
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