Unholy (feat. The Color 8)

Daddy don't know mommy's at the club

Picking dollars up, doing something unholy

Yeah, she dropping it low for some dollars

Should've known when she dropped out of college

I ain't mad at the hustle I get it

Taking shots in the club like a doctor

Cummin somebody pop off they popping no biggie notorious

Reffing them problems I seen it go down

I'm just glad I ain't got em

She make them visit everybody watch that lickin about

Be finding a crib got a couple of kids, but she out getting laid

She bald like a hair she got under the wig

Pull her back, she sucking a daddy ranger

She a cancer, sorry homie but I checked the cameras

If you n- it's time to bounce no pun intended

You should just drop out if you don't get it

Daddy don't know mommy's at the club

Picking dollars up, doing something unholy

He sat back while she's dropping it, she be popping it

Yeah, she put it down slowly

Straight to the bathroom the powder off

Club with my friends the time to bumb her ass

Straight to the face with a shock dramp ass

The butt cheeks hanging out crazy

Straight to the flow gotta do a 180

It's for the guys, pulling up a mercedes

That be the dude she be going home with

Came to the club thinking that was my bitch, but I was off limits

She was transcending

Back to the bathroom with other bad women

A lot of bad vibes filling up in my space

But I pass upon the time like am running that race

But I ain't getting mad you ain't know me

Shit it turns out you're fond of me

But I ain't getting mad got a girl on the line she a dime and a bit (unholy)

Daddy don't know mommy's at the club

Picking dollars up, doing something unholy

He sat back while she's dropping, it she be popping it

Yeah, she put it down slowly