Your Stepdad
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[Intro]
(Uh, huh) We just been adding this money up, n***a, I'm up next, ain't no debating shit
I told my shawty to go through my IG and copy and paste all the hating shit
N***as gon' hate on a n***a that's making a name for himself and creating shit (Blah, blah, blah)
Ayy, look

[Verse]
I need a ho like Rihanna, but I want a wife like Nicki (Brr)
I'll never leave her if she got a booty, but only if she try to trick me
Tryna depend on a lady when down on my dick, boy, that situation getting sticky (Woah)
Tryna be homies with me? Boy, you better stay solid unless, you get treated like Ricky (Ooh)
Money, fashion, hope
You ain't been in no action, bro
Never talk about money with me and my n***as, we know you ain't had it bеfore
You be thinking you safe as a fuck, but it's cool, you ain't see nothing tragic bеfore (No)
You ain't seen no magic, lil' bro? (No)
You ain't seen automatics, lil' bro? (Ooh)
Then, you ain't from the city (Ooh, uh, huh), it's only young n***as with me (Uh, huh)
We just been adding this money up, n***a, I'm up next, ain't no debating shit
I told my shawty to go through my IG and copy and paste all the hating shit
N***as gon' hate on a n***a that's making a name for himself and creating shit (Yeah)
Don't ever try my n***as, you bust a move and it's bye-bye, n***a
Just like a drive-by, I'm finna pull out the cock and aim for ya mama, n***a (Ayy)
Giving the glory to Allah, n***a
Down on my knees like your bitch giving top, top, n***a
I'm up forever, remind my n***as
No lady ahead of ya mama, n***a (Ayy)
[Outro]
And I put a dub in the tank and we pushing this bitch 'til we can't even drive no more
Fuck it, I don't really get high no more
My mouth get dry like raisins
Counting this cheddar with some of my n***as, I just met a few Caucasians
We getting bitches while most of you n***as get—
A wife like Nicki (Brr)
I'll never leave her if she got a booty, but only if she try to trick me
Tryna depend on a lady when down on my dick, boy, that situation getting sticky (Woah)
Tryna be homies with me? Boy, you better be, better be
Unless, you get treated like Ricky (Ooh)
Money, fashion, hope
You ain't been in no action, bro
Never talk about money with me and my n***as, we know you ain't had it before
You be thinking you safe as a fuck, but it's cool, you ain't see nothing tragic before (No)
You ain't seen no magic, lil' bro? (No)
You ain't seen automatics—