Middle Child Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I just spent your rent, yeah, up on my wrist
Yeah, I know your girlfriend, we just kissed
And she claimed that she wanna have my kids
She wanna go to Nobu, I just took her to Sid's
All summer, we fading missionary
But I gotta wrap it up, cause that shit's scary
I'm cheating on my girl, she look like Halle Berry
She thought I'd call her Uber, yeah, I call her Ferry
Cause everything around me water
Tell the doctor, yeah, I have his daughter
Yeah the one from Family Guy
Her ex calling my phone, yeah, He a small fry
My ex calling my phone, says she wanna link
But I just held my bitch down from the kitchen sink
You know what they say, don't spend your diamonds on a hoe
So why the fuck would I go and buy this girl a drink
I just got a new girl, yeah, from Argentina
She broke up with me when I called her ass Selena
I'm smoking on the reefer, hell yeah, can you smell?
My girl just broke up with me cause I called her ass Mel
So I gotta throw another drink back, drink back
So I gotta throw another kick back, kick back
And I gotta throw another one, the first was Benchella
And I kicked his ass out, he was fucking with my brothers
He started some rumors, yeah, I hold him to the ground
No blood on my name, so I call my bros around
I should've snatched a chain and my neck, it would be found
And I'm really sniper gang, I'm the biggest thug in town
So I dare someone to fuck with me
I'm with my gang, so they fuck with we
We keep our sticks like the fucking Wii
Yeah, your bitch, she was hugging me
Yeah, I feel like Mr. New York
Got a Muslim bitch, yeah, she eating on my pork
Got a Spanish bitch, she say "hola, como esta?"
Fuck all your talking, yeah, take off your bra
Yeah, I threw a function, yeah, it look like Mardi Gras
Yeah, I keep the stick, hell yeah, like I'm Ja
Yeah, I'm really sniper gang, I'm shooting from afar
And I just hit your favorite bitch in the back of my car
I'm tired of the stigma that I really can't rap
Y'all really gave most musical to Zach
But I ain't holding grudges, more like chip on my shoulder
I'll really click that button for that shit on my holster
You're really talking shit on my bitch, what's your problem
Don't make your fucking name pop up in the news column
I'll really spin for that bitch, yeah, like it's my life
I'll really spin for that bitch, yeah, like she's my wife
I ain't with the talking, yeah, no conversation
You pop another Zyn when you need a cheap vacation
I just hop on a jet, I ain't tell the pilot location
Just take me to a place where the girls looking Haitian
Or Asian, yeah, cause that's my type
Ever since I turned 18, I've changed my life
I'm looking for a eater, I ain't looking for my wife
But if you ain't cute, might Jeter, hit her twice
I talk through it with my girl, yeah, she said it helps
I'm swimming through that pussy, yeah, yeah, like Michael Phelps
Yeah, that pussy hairy, yeah, yeah, look like Alf
Yeah, my wrist icy, look like you got it at Ralph's
That's for my people on the motherfucking island
My relationship toxic, yeah, it look like Love Island
Your relationship looking like Love on the Spectrum
That's why when she suck your dick, she be tasting breadcrumbs
And I don't got no more opps, yeah, my opps dead
I be filling up all my opps with the lead
I just buy a new phone when my first one dead
She like "What you coming over for?" Bitch, head
Like, bitch, are you dumb
I just put it in her bum
And I made her cum
Stop