Dadbod Lyrics

I'm a posthumous creation

To be starting on my basement

The car running with no engine

Bar so damn low I get over it

Just by pacing

I'mma tech you all

A lesson

If you need my advice trying to rise to

The occasion

I'm a lend some

You are the fuel that keeps fire alive

I'mma drink it

The words of contact are just a try out

With a snippet

I'm writing when I'm high

Until the sky's down

Then I see shit

After drinking shots I don't recall

What I did but it's still hits

It hits hard

Even harder when a bitch

Call me her baby

I feel like a god

Double hooks point blank range

I'm starting drop bombs

And she screaming like a

She a broker that just lost stock

Back to the last stop

Imma get you jumping

Harder than all chick's do

When I hit that spot

And I got your hands tied

Up to the ceiling and she drank shots

But I don't wanna drink too much and

Leave her with a dadbod

Maybe you are just stressed out

Or just maybe I'm the best out now

Crazy shit I don't know what that's about

Or maybe you should just come down south

Back to the last stop

Imma get you jumping

Harder than all chick's do

When I hit that spot

And I got your hands tied

Up to the ceiling and she drank shots

But I don't wanna drink too much and

Leave her with a dadbod

Ain't gonna leave you with a dadbod

Ain't gonna leave you with a dadbod

And I got no hard feelings

Cause I'm card dealing

Only hard feelings is the one

You seeing inside my pants

I'm bout to scar the ceiling

It's hard being

The only one who seems

To wanna strive for something

I see knobs fleeing

And saying stop beating

Cause I'm grosser zombie and

I'll go lengths to get points across

Call it drop shipping

Stop bitching

I don't share my points of

View I distribute enough

Through the cups

But it's a desert in you

And I'm sight seeing

And it's pretty dope

My altitude doesn't stop increasing

Just gimme smoke

Bitches inside my dms

No time though

Ain't gonna stop till I get to the top

So drive slow

So drive slow

So drive slow

Ain't gonna stop till I get to the top

So drive slow

Maybe you are just stressed out

Or just maybe I'm the best out now

Crazy shit I don't know what that's about

Or maybe you should just come down south

Back to the last stop

Imma get you jumping

Harder than all chick's do

When I hit that spot

And I got your hands tied

Up to the ceiling and she drank shots

But I don't wanna drink too much and

Leave her with a dadbod

Ain't gonna leave you with a dadbod

Ain't gonna leave you with a dadbod