g herbo & ‘lgado – father’s day lyrics
[intro: ‘lgado]
okay, b-tch, ayy
[verse 1: ‘lgado]
i’m jumpin’ out my jordans
you ain’t see me hoppin’ out my car
okay, cool
hey bra, i saw you from far away
uh, shout out to my pop, this sh-t gon’ fall in place
ayy, they see your lil boy
uh, i couldn’t even tell him happy father’s day
i’m runnin’ sh-t out here, they gon’ do what i say
now, i got b-tches out here like beyoncé
[verse 2: g herbo]
and i feel you got just had a lil boy
got his future mapped like i’m lavar, ayy (ball)
and you know i cap, i’m cappin’ hard
and i get the strap like i know lloyd banks
and i come from apartments, ’bout to move to la
and i’ma cop me a ap skeleton on my b-day
if it’s ’bout a check, i’m runnin’ through traffic, whatever, i’d never be late
and for my respect, k!ll whoever for that, b-tch i’m ebk
[verse 3: ‘lgado]
i’ma keep it 1k, lotta sh-t don’t faze me (okay)
uh, me and herb in the stu’ right now and we goin’ crazy
love my lil n-ggas, how am i gon’ replace ’em? (okay)
uh, take they -ss onwards to jamaica
what they say?
i need a lil b-tch from barbados
keep silent, it’s potato, we turn ’em into tomatoes
soon i get tired of home, probably take my sh-t to vegas
be hurry up and weight it, hurry up and get the safe
[verse 4: g herbo]
it’s 6am, my nose stopped up but i’m still smokin’ wood
i know they bad but they make me feel good
your b-tch bad but she make me feel good
i popped a percocet, they made heal good
ridin’ fast, and she got a fat -ss
handle mine, i’m ready for that, bet i get the last laugh
still ain’t got no life, see light, flash, smash
n-ggas all on my d-ck, they hatin’ on me ’cause i get it fast, cash
[verse 5: ‘lgado]
see 12s, i’m smashin’, the b-tch think i’m smashin’ her
she wanna f-ck ’cause i’m cashin’, to be fresher than a mannequin
call a play john madden, i come make a mess, no napkin
ooh, i’m countin’ cabbage, ooh, that boy fantastic
she gon’ call a cab, because i ain’t drivin’
i ain’t got the tab on me, i ain’t finna cry
i’m gon’ do the dash in it, that’s why i ain’t tryin’
i feel like ‘pac in this sh-t too, but i ain’t dyin’
coolin’ when i’m ridin’, crusin’, i ain’t hidin’
they gon’ try find me, they ain’t gotta try
act like i ain’t ridin’ with that tony montana
clip look like banana, you know i ain’t lyin’
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