Dad’s Rent

(Pre-chorus)
Uh, flow too wet
Lost my screws need a brand new set
Need a new cheque to pay Dad’s rent
Need a new flex so I got a Rolex
Fuck, just kidding bitch
Don’t tell me you believe that shit
I made thirty bucks off EP, shit
All these hoes steady wantin’ my dick
Uh, flow too wet
Lost my screws need a brand new set
Need a new cheque to pay Dad’s rent
Need a new flex so I got a Rolex
Fuck, just kidding bitch
Don’t tell me you believe that shit
I made thirty bucks off EP, shit
All these hoes must think I’m rich

(Chorus)
I made two cents off a song, uh
Now chicks think I ball, fuck
I’ma miss that call, bruh
I’m driving, you just stall, yuh
Paint a picture? Nah I draw
Wild West and I’m gone
People hear you and they yawn
Fuckin’ yawn, uh

(Verse 1)
I’m back in it with my crazy visions
Maybe cause I ate a half a bag of caps
And I stumbled down to the laundromat, is it? (Hmmm)
Started yellin’ at this blonde thing
Insert a coin into a claw machine
I shoulda known that was all she needed
To realise I’m a fuckin’ baller (Really?)
Then she wants me to call her (Ugh)
Come over and meet her father (What?)
I ain’t ever been a talker (Haha)
I didn’t know how to start off
So I pulled out a fuckin’ sawed off
And walked towards her front porch
Blow my brains out on their front lawn
This bitch she feelin’ real torn
Racks a fiver off my dead corpse
All this weed smoke got me brain dead (True)
Uhhhhhhh
That’s how I convince chicks to give me head
They ain’t using theirs anyway, yeah
It’s been a minute, but I’m here to stay
H3 on the beat, gotta make his day
And I won’t stop ‘til his rent gets paid

(Pre-chorus)
Uh, flow too wet
Lost my screws need a brand new set
Need a new cheque to pay Dad’s rent
Need a new flex so I got a Rolex
Fuck, just kidding bitch
Don’t tell me you believe that shit
I made thirty bucks off EP, shit
All these hoes must think I’m rich

(Chorus)
I made two cents off a song, uh
Now chicks think I ball, fuck
I’ma miss that call, bruh
I’m driving, you just stall, yuh
Paint a picture? Nah I draw
Wild West and I’m gone
People hear you and they yawn
Fuckin’ yawn, uh

(Verse 2)
This that raw, real in stereo
Fuck mainstream, fuck a radio
Ain’t gonna lie kinda faded though
Just know I ain’t ever fading, hoe
You paddle bitch, well I just row
Naw fuck that, I sail
She wanna know my name, then I bail
Said you run the train, you derailed
My teachers told me I’d fail
But I always kept to myself
Now I got bars like a jail, uh
My team all greened up like kale, yeah
Fuck a double XL
I’m a sophomore, grab the popcorn
Watch me roast ‘em fresh like Ralph Lauren
Fans already wanting a world tour
I ain’t even done a fuckin’ show yet
And I’m braggin’ ‘bout a drawn Rolex
That’s how I roll bitch, got you frozen
A bad omen, you like “oh shit”
When I bust rhymes like how a nut did
Cause I flow sick, polio bitch
Just know that I never ever did a thing for you
Cause I’m only here to pay Dad’s rent