Young Adult Crisis Lyrics

Shorty you better lick up the plate if I'm gon' feed ya

I know you toxic babe, but you still my Mamacita

Don't talk back, I'm your fifth grade teacher

Nah, I'm just playing baby, you know that I need ya

Getting down on my knees, like I talked to the preacher

Ask for your hand in marriage, get you a visa

Dinner with your parents, greetings, It's nice to meet ya

I think I wanna spend my whole life with your daughter, please sir

Give me permission

You know that I'll stay consistent

You know that I work hard, never slacking for a minute

I'll treat her like a queen, you can call your granddaughter "princess"

And I hope that there's no objections, but anyway I digress

We been shopping for a bride dress

You know that she's excited

You can't deny that I make her happy

Hold your tongue, and bite it

'Cause I know that you don't like it

But I'm honest sir, so don't stress

I'll tell you how I find it

It goes something like this

I respect that you love her, but I think she found her lover

Not to mention I befriended her sister and her older brother

And ma'am, I know that you got three kids, it's enough

But will you get bothered if a fourth wants to call you his mother

I got my priorities straighter than a lamp post

And I know majority of these kids, they really don't

So, that's got to mean something

I proved myself enough right?

Why you got to be so uptight

I'ma convince you one night

Shorty you better lick up the plate if I'm gon' feed ya

I know you toxic babe, but you still my Mamacita

Don't talk back, I'm your fifth grade teacher

Nah, I'm just playing baby, you know that I need ya

Getting down on my knees, like I talked to the preacher

Ask for your hand in marriage, get you a visa

Dinner with your parents, greetings, It's nice to meet ya

I think I wanna spend my whole life with your daughter, please sir

Look, okay, let me get this straight

You not sure if I'm the one for her, so you'd rather wait

Since when was it your decision to neglect my proposition?

Just let her be mine, so we can all celebrate, uh

I feel like giving up on this shit

But I'm finna stay strong with it

'Cause I do it for her, that's the only way, uh

But this is getting out of hand

Even she think that's it bad

I'ma take her from your grasp

And go live in another state

You can't stand that a man wants her bad

And you can't fucking change her mind, I know dad

But there's a bad ending to this night, if you don't get in line

That will upset your daughter, and it goes something like

Shorty you better not lick this plate, 'cause I don't feed ya

I know you toxic, that's why you not my Mamacita

Don't talk back, I'm gon' pack my bags and leave ya

And I ain't playing bitch, you know that you not a keeper

Getting down on my knees to tie my shoe lace, fuck this

Fuck proposing, fuck this shit, I'd rather fucking leave her

Dinner with your parents, no thanks I'd rather eat inside

I don't wanna spend my whole life with your daughter either, damn

Going through a young adult crisis

Why am I like this?

I be going through a young adult crisis

Look, why am I like this?

Young adult crisis, why am I like this?

Why am I like this?

Going through a young adult crisis, young adult crisis

Young adult crisis, why am I like this?