Текст песни Dad - Trinidad James

Dad, dad, dad, dad...
I can hurt your feelings, man
Bitch I'm your dad
Futuristic Nikes on
Bitch I'm your dad
Your momma gon' fuck the kid
Bitch I'm your dad
She like how I slap that ass
Bitch who your dad
I come in the party and go straight to the back
So fresh and so clean I look like Andre 3 stacks
She rubbin' on that big boy she say she want some dad
Bitch who your dad
Bitch who your dad
Show I.D. before you get in, bitch I ain't playin'
R.I.P to Shawty Lo cause I am the man (Bankhead!)
Imma have to tax a bitch cause I'm Uncle Sam
Imma fuck your couch-a, nigga, call me Rick James
My chain like a lightning bolt, bitch, call me Usain
If that pussy wack, bitch, you can't call me again
Blocked her in my DMs, then I slid in her friend's
I got snipers on my Instagram cause that's a in-trend
So high feel my heart beat I look like Eddie Kane
I do what I want I don't think I'm gonna change
I don't trust a bloat nigga cause we ain't the same
Listen to yo daddy, let me put you on game