[Chorus] (Sir Michael Rocks)
Now I can show you boys how to get a brick
But n*gga, I’m not your daddy
Said her phone off and need the bill paid
But b*tch, I’m not your daddy
I can hold your hand and show you the way
But n*gga, I’m not your daddy
She said she hates me and wish she never met me
Ain’t that just like your daddy
I’m a retired n*gga with the loafers on
Throw that pus*y like a Pokeball
These n*ggas like bad lawns
Because they don’t want no smoke at all
I’m gone off the fatty
These n*ggas thought they had me
They call me Banco Poppa
But b*tch I’m not your daddy
[Verse 1] (Sir Michael Rocks)
I said circle, circle, dot, dot
Cops ride around the block
Lookin’ for a victim
Pick 'em like the draft n*gga
Cousin Korey he used to stay with us on house arrest
PlayStation 2 and DreamCast
I always was the best
Power stone gon’ rock
Black stones and GDE and
Whip a whirlwind outta that pot
Until my wrist fracture
Six phones jugglin calls, I be the dispatcher
Six eaters (Six) juggle my balls
A couple di*k catchers
Ship captain, brick smashin'
Mix-master Michael
Judge a book by its cover
And you won't get past the title, man
I'm tired of flexin on y'all n*ggas who brag about ???
I'm tired of being misunderstood
But we can die tonight
[Chorus] (Sir Michael Rocks)
Now I can show you boys how to get a brick
But n*gga, I’m not your daddy
Said her phone off and need the bill paid
But b*tch, I’m not your daddy
I can hold your hand and show you the way
But n*gga, I’m not your daddy
She said she hates me and wish she never met me
Ain’t that just like your daddy
I’m a retired n*gga with the loafers on
Throw that pus*y like a Pokeball
These n*ggas like bad lawns
Because they don’t want no smoke at all
I’m gone off the fatty
These n*ggas thought they had me
They call me Banco Poppa
But b*tch I’m not your daddy
[Verse 2] (Shorty K)
I ain't got no babies
But these b*tches call me Daddy
That's what they be yellin' at me
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These b*tches be quick to lie
I learned it from my granny
Thinkin I'm gon wife 'em
You lost your mind and ????
Trapper savvy ?????????????
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I been the realest n*gga in it since my momma had me
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I don't f*ck with Bally's
sh*t, my loud from Cali
I f*ck all them baddies
I got b*tches on b*tches
I be flexin' no n*ggas
Check my Instagram pictures
It's only closed hoes and figures
How can you say I'm that n*gga?
How do I start on your life?
Been sellin this work for ten years
I must be doing it right
[Chorus] (Sir Michael Rocks)
Now I can show you boys how to get a brick
But n*gga, I’m not your daddy
Said her phone off and need the bill paid
But b*tch, I’m not your daddy
I can hold your hand and show you the way
But n*gga, I’m not your daddy
She said she hates me and wish she never met me
Ain’t that just like your daddy
I’m a retired n*gga with the loafers on
Throw that pus*y like a Pokeball
These n*ggas like bad lawns
Because they don’t want no smoke at all
I’m gone off the fatty
These n*ggas thought they had me
They call me Banco Poppa
But b*tch I’m not your daddy