Bastard Lyrics

Shout out to my therapist

Shout out to my middle school fuckin' Spanish teacher

Shout out Pee Wee Herman

Let's go

The rap bastard is back at it again

Tell a friend, tell your moms and her fuckin' boyfriend

I need estrogen for these moments,

I'm boasting, for these pussy rappers, that know me

You know this, you hoping that potter man gon' stop roasting

You dummy, I ain't never gon stop coasting

The money, the bitches, the cars, the clothing

That shit for the birds and snakes and all you rodents

Now that I got money, swear I can't do shit

I be at the crib with some J-Mo' liquor

Never been the type to fuck a lay mo' bitch

Swear that I'm a boss, I was an asshole then

Do not hit my line, don't ask me about nothing

Yeah I'm doing fine and this tofu stay bustin'

Middle of my prime, no need for interruption

On my own time, no need for introduction