​here we go lyrics

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Your Stepdad



[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) sh*t, if you wanna f*ck with me, you gon' have to give me that Lizzie
Not no neck, not no head, you gotta give me Lizzie, f*ck is you talking 'bout? (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, huh)

[Verse]
Goddamn, here we go
I don't got no pride, I'm just jaded to my ego
She gave me her mind, licked the tip just like a Cheeto
Now, we blending right together like a fat b*tch and some keto
Keep my own, everybody, like a force in the eagle
'Cause these n*ggas out here plotting, we could— (Uh)
'Cause these n*ggas out here plotting, we could swat 'em like a beetle
We could drop him and defeat him, opposition? I don't need 'em
We could send his ass to Jesus, he like, "Jesus, nice to meet you"
We could bring him back to life and hit him twice, that's a sequel
How you say that you live private, but you talk to all them people?
n*gga, I can look inside your eyes and I could know you're evil (Eugh, eugh, eugh, eugh, ayy)
That was just a demonstration, I would get your b*tch grunting
Pop out to a live performance, I could get that b*tch jumping
Pop out with some oldie b*tches, you gon' make some big assumptions
If you hang with me, just know your pockets making big assumptions
Damn, once I rock the Puma's, I'm on go just like a puma
She ain't f*ck with Doowop, so I had to pull a Judah
Once I did my magic, she was all on my medulla
She a pastor, Hallejuah
Pass that choppa, I'ma school ya
I get top and it get numb, but I don't— (Ayy, I'm going crazy, f*ck, haha)
I can keep my calm, one day, I'ma burst like a bomb
I can feel that doja in my stomach
n*ggas talking money, if I up it, he gon' run it
I got hella money problems, n*ggas helping out the budget
I miss staying soldier, dober— (f*ck)
I just been— (God)
Marijuana session, I could never go a day without it
Never call the family if you never feel safe around 'em
I been staying sober, doja knocked me off my pivot
Recently, I started hating life, I must admit it
And I gotta be successful, ain't no way that I'ma quit it
So, the day I kill myself, I bet I'll really be committed (Ooh)
Military time on my G-Shock
All my socks dirty, so it's time for a rerock
Shorty only looping in my life for the D, c*ck
Please, stop, I just want some shawties— (Mm)
Ayy, b*tch please, stop
I just want a shawty and some woods from the treetop (Yeah, yeah)
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