Father Of Time Lyrics

Ha, had to do this shit for the one time

If I'm knocking at the door you better let me in

Feeling like Tom Brady with the refs they gon let me win

Uh, get up on yo knees you gon have to sin

Hit her with that IT smile imma have to grin

Cause imma laugh whenever we gon break up

I just told that bitch your ass is small get your cake up

He was tryna sell me za but that shit was straight dust

I got nuts on the dick gon let the K bust

Uhhh, I was grabbing on the right tit

Bitch I always freestyle ion write shit

Bitch give me Facetime ion wanna Skype shit

I ain't even take yo fucking shit bitch the guys did

Uhhh, like the brakes failed bitch I can't be stopped

Bitch keep spamming my phone like she can't be blocked

Boutta slap you like you Will, boutta rock the Chris

Already got a big ass so I buy her tits

Bitches switching up they gender like I switch the beat

Gay dude got a weird kink he like dick and feet

Bitch we knocking at your door there's no trick or trick

Uh, she boutta pay me when we fuck this dick ain't for free

This beat sound like it's from Animal Crossing

You can't even catch the pack but I'm Randy Mossin'

Come to the back of the van bro I'm candy tossin'

Imma have to run the fucking block bro I can't be jogging

Uhhh, yea I'm really boutta run it up

Bitch thought she grabbing my dick that was my semi tuck

He really dating a bitch with rolls you gonna belly fuck

You been in the lobby too long you gotta ready up

Bitch is getting married no rings like she CP three

Bro getting used by a bitch but that can't be me

Random emotes to this song like an NPC

I been connecting with yo bitch like it's LTE

Sorry I ain't pick up my phone was on DND

There was an Indian dude try scamming me

Thought she was getting fingered I put the hand in deep

And if you really ain't ready boutta go in three

Two, one, bitch I'm the damn man

I got will up in my name cause I'm really the stan man

Ion ever sit hate being still ion ever stand man

Yo bitch on my dick she was blowing like a fan man

Bitch you is acting like a zit I'm boutta pop you off

Fiends at my motherfucking crib they better knock it off

Bitch I was saying fuck 12, imma flip em' off

If he try throwing that pass imma pick him off

Uhhh, put ion pick em' up

Fiend ain't got his drugs he looking really rough

If you hear the bells ring bitch you better knuckle up

Dick really put her to sleep it boutta tuck her up

Started handing out money but it's just motion picture

Said he wanna cut the coke he need more than scissors

I got my finger on this shit but imma open triggers

Only 16 rolling cannons, wait till lotion bigger

On a highway, in a drop top

I just started pushing p's it made the block hot

If there's no cop, bitch then there's no stop

Bitch I just want the head ion want no WAP

Uhhh, before I fuck the pussy, I said hello kitty

Bitch I really robbed a bank I'm not talking Bizzy

Choppa boutta smoke em up like a fucking stiiizy

Bitch gave me too much head she getting too dizzy

Balenciaga on my kicks I be stepping out

Pulling up to a knife fight with the weapon out

Bitch I'm feeling like it's Nike imma check em' out

We was gon rob em for shoes but he got sketchers out

Uhh, this beat sound like it's from Mario

I just put the fur on my body fuck a Rari hoe

She start playing with the boys like she Carti hoe

I been stacking up my fucking bread like Atari hoe