Tiny Meat Gang - Deadbeat lyrics

Yeah, aye, wah, eugh eugh, yeh yeh yeh Dirty socks on the floor, she pick it up (laundry) Phone bill late, she paint it up (money) New show up on the 'flix, I'm staying up (up) She got work, up at six, I'm not getting up (I'm sleep) She got that 401k, nine to five, that good pay (she [?]) I got the mixtape, I'm blowin' up, it's any day (I'm 31) She coming home, stuck up in traffic, its six o'clock I'm on my first blunt, k**streak on my XBOX (Eugh) Eugh (yeh, yeh), yeah (yeh, yeh), yeah (yeh, yeh, yeh) Pop a couple Xan's and I'm feeling like the man People call us deadbeats but they don't understand Got a boss b**h that'll lend a helping hand It's like f**ing my mom but she not my f**ing my mom Parents at my neck cause I ain't getting steady cheques Dropping sixteens at the dinner table, had to flex People say I'm wack but my girl, she say I'm next She make me pizza rolls, damn she da best s**ing on her titties like a baby (wah) Mashing on her bu*ton like its super smash, she going crazy Top floor, penthouse at the four season (that's boujee) Room service, on the carpet I got the ice so we even (no Venmo) Up on the [?], it's domestic, took it to the state, filed it Now I got tax breaks, pediatrician, that's childish (ooh) Up in the club, she checking email (Blackberry) Ask me for a drink, b**h, I'm overdraft, sh**'s boutta fail You think you better than me, just cause you got a job But my girl take care of me, I do the dishes she give me top You ain't got time for sh**, I can do sh** all the time You at Ralph's, I'm eating sushi and I ain't spend a dime Nine o'clock I'm sleep, ten o'clock I'm sleep Eleven o'clock I'm sleep, you at work, I'm at sleep I'm getting married and taking her name You say its gay? Stay in your lane You in the office, using your brain I'm whooping your kids in these video games, b**h Pop a couple Xan's and I'm feeling like the man People call us deadbeats but they don't understand Got a boss b**h that'll lend a helping hand It's like f**ing my mom, but she not my f**ing my mom Parents at my neck cause I ain't getting steady cheques Dropping sixteens at the dinner table, had to flex People say I'm wack, but my girl, she say i'm next She make me pizza rolls, damn she da best