2 Chainz Dead Beat Moms Lyrics

[Intro]
Turn me up
Turn me up a little bit more
More

[Chorus]
Good cop, bad cop, good dad, bad
The good die young or end up in jail
Single parent household with no mother
My homeboy had to potty train his daughter
Dead beat moms at an all time high
Dead beat moms at an all time high

[Verse]
Dead beat moms at an all time high
IG page filled with nothing but lies
Did it for the 'Gram, bitch, I thought you knew
It's hard to help somebody in some brand new shoes
Mind over matter, you can do that shit
Give me a hundred pounds, I can move that shit
Trap with my momma out my apartment unit
I hooped in boxer shorts whеn I was locked in juvie
Same phonе number from back in the day
Might get a text from a jay asking for yay
When you was watching the throne and looked at me
I had the only felony on disturbing the peace
[?] on the rise, I retired from pies Bought a couple of P's, dot a couple of I's
Who gon' take them kids to school? Need to prioritize
Make the track [?] easy like we [?]
This the takeover flow, family still gotta eat
No matter who in the church, the preacher still gotta preach
Two pistols under the seat, a girl tripped to the beat
Now how you fly and your kids ain't got nothing to eat?
See that ain't none of my business, I'm just saying what I see
My partner had him a daughter, taught her personal hygiene
Heard she just had twins named Chanel and Celine
Now that's a whole lot of baggage if you know what I mean

[Interlude]

[Chorus]
Good cop, bad cop, good dad, bad
The good die young or end up in jail
Single parent household with no mother
My homeboy had to potty train his daughter
Dead beat moms at an all time high
Dead beat moms at an all time high

[Outro]