Dad's Gun Lyrics

Wave hello to the good guys, and good bye to the bad one

I try to do my best but sadly i'm my dads son

If you keep pressing me

Imma go and get my dad's gun

Point in ya'll direction and tell your dad to run

You know what is it when I come through

Dripping sauce but it's sweat smelling like ragu

Posted a pic with your chick and did not tag you

Cuz your bad news and got mad issues

Here's a tissue for your issue

Blow it

I gotta use the restroom

Hold it

Bend but don't fold it

Im growing

Get the ashy as hell when I don't use lotion

Had a hard time sleeping got some melatonin

Floating yeah

In a new atmosphere

Real high in the sky now my sight is clear

If you rub on the lamp you know I appear

16 pc wings goes real good with a pack of beer

Damn

money in my Pocket

I got it

To spend on a 20 pack of hot pockets

Stop it

My ex chick think i'm toxic

I promise

I just wasn't that good at being honest

But now

See I'm a changed my man

Two dogs, 1 lizard 1 wife

Thinking of getting a minivan

With a mini-fridge full of Faygo

Road-tripping from muggy St. Louis down to sunny San Diego

Damn

Watch how I snap like faybo

You unstable

Like uneven legs on a table

The drakeo Spit

Like a llama do

Imma follow you to ya crib

Then imma steal all ya shoes

And sell them

But shit I hope you don't tell them

Shit I hope you don't smell them

Cuz the pungent aroma, it could leave you in a coma

Or worse fuck witcha your cerebellum

It's seldom

That I pop a pain killer

But the wisdom that I lost will need a quick healer

I'm tripping gone off prescription

Have I eaten already or am I trippin'

Wave hello to the good guys, and good bye to the bad one

I try to do my best but sadly i'm my dad's son

If you keep pressing me

Imma go and get my dad's gun

Point in ya'll direction and tell your dad to run

You know what is it when I come through

Dripping sauce but it's sweat smelling like ragu

Posted a pic with your chick and did not tag you

Cuz your bad news and got mad issues

Bubble gum bubble gum in a dish

Yeah

How many pieces do you wish

Well imma take all the piece

I'm not being facetious

My mind is playing tricks and I don't know where the beach is

I'm leaking

Crumbling in this summer sun

Rocking Tommy Johns

Packed on a few pounds now they tommy thongs

A phenomenon I'm running

Wait

I think I meant to say marathon

Belay my last and we'll carry on

I'm not talking about trailers

At the table waiting on the waiter

Needs to hurry with party favors

I mean

What could be taking so long

Touch tunes needs to place my song

So I can play it loud over the intercom

I been the bomb

In an idle state

Haste makes waste

Laying and waiting to detonate

Let me demonstrate

Creating a lane to save face

What a waste.

So glad to be in his good grace

State your case

I don't care what you say

What's on your resume

It's gonna be hell to pay

helluva play

A diving catch to say the day

A no hitter

A team

Hip hip hooray

A pterodactyl flew overhead

Naw thats a toy plane

I think I'm going insane

What a shame

Just look at how far i came

If i crash out now ill be the one to blame

Damn

Now That a bad situation

I know happened

but i won't say shit.

Amazing

Enough pull to rule a nation

Im faking

Really talking lineman formation

OH YEAH