Baby mama on my line tryna waste my time
But I'm focused on the money true mastermind
Kook AF one of a kind so it only makes sense I'm on my own grind
Cause you need health care rent bills to pay mouths to feed
Especially when these girls keep needing free dick from me
And these hating niggas ask handouts from me
Hands out for me front row stage dive
Green dungarees pink BBC on my chest for steez
Feel like Florida weather 103 degrees
You could get it for yaself if you work for these
But you too busy selling coke and weed
Hang out with ya friends can't remember shit
Where ya focus went
Swerve into a ditch a metaphor for life
But ya still won't own up for shit despite
Buying value menu for ya bitch tonight
And she say she fed up but she ate it right
Cause her little baby boy he need a father figure
Who would've figure he'd end up just the same
Like father like son that's what they say
Stuck in the shitter world's a funny place
But hey
I'm just flipping quap like it's a burger
I never been a bus boy but I'm serving dope
Through ya radio go ahead and turn this up
Getting money in my blood like a papercut
Kook Tha Kid - Offbeat Lyrics
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Baby mama on my line tryna waste my time
But I'm focused on the money true mastermind
Kook AF one of a kind so it only makes sense I'm on my own grind
Cause you need health care rent bills to pay mouths to feed
Especially when these girls keep needing free dick from me
And these hating niggas ask handouts from me
Hands out for me front row stage dive
Green dungarees pink BBC on my chest for steez
Feel like Florida weather 103 degrees
You could get it for yaself if you work for these
But you too busy selling coke and weed
Hang out with ya friends can't remember shit
Where ya focus went
Swerve into a ditch a metaphor for life
But ya still won't own up for shit despite
Buying value menu for ya bitch tonight
And she say she fed up but she ate it right
Cause her little baby boy he need a father figure
Who would've figure he'd end up just the same
Like father like son that's what they say
Stuck in the shitter world's a funny place
But hey
I'm just flipping quap like it's a burger
I never been a bus boy but I'm serving dope
Through ya radio go ahead and turn this up
Getting money in my blood like a papercut
But I'm focused on the money true mastermind
Kook AF one of a kind so it only makes sense I'm on my own grind
Cause you need health care rent bills to pay mouths to feed
Especially when these girls keep needing free dick from me
And these hating niggas ask handouts from me
Hands out for me front row stage dive
Green dungarees pink BBC on my chest for steez
Feel like Florida weather 103 degrees
You could get it for yaself if you work for these
But you too busy selling coke and weed
Hang out with ya friends can't remember shit
Where ya focus went
Swerve into a ditch a metaphor for life
But ya still won't own up for shit despite
Buying value menu for ya bitch tonight
And she say she fed up but she ate it right
Cause her little baby boy he need a father figure
Who would've figure he'd end up just the same
Like father like son that's what they say
Stuck in the shitter world's a funny place
But hey
I'm just flipping quap like it's a burger
I never been a bus boy but I'm serving dope
Through ya radio go ahead and turn this up
Getting money in my blood like a papercut
Writer: Spencer Shack
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