I said, f- your mom, f- your sister
F- your f-in' sperm donor of a father
I'll shoot your daddy up in the club, backstab
I want a Brazilian brum ting

And I got insufficient funds, I'm secretly livin' on rent
I give my partner all the coin, she said, "You're better off dead"
And everythin' in life ain't peaches, sweetest pieces that could be
Then she say, "You say that you love me, but you're hardly lovin' me"
So, fuck your mother (fuck her), your brother, your sister and your dad
'Cause once I go home, I go home and there ain't no turnin' back
So, fuck your sister, your mother, your brother and your dad
So when I go home, I go home and there ain't no turnin' back

(Bra-ba-bow-bow, bow)
Ayy, you're like a dog, need the muzzle off
I told this bitch I don't cuddle, but I'm cuddled up
(Ayy)

Bow, bow
Fuck your mother, fuck your sister and your dad
Go home, I go home and there ain't no turnin' back
Fuck your sister, fuck, fuck, and your dad
Go home, I go home and there ain't no turnin' back

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Kenneth Charles III Blume, MacBriare DeMarco, Tyron Kaymone Frampton