Dad Style - Hovey Benjamin

Baby you only fuck with me 'cause I’m dad style

Really should’ve always seen that I had style

How can I trust you when I’m so fire

You just wanna fuck me 'cause I’m dad style

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so dad style

God damn, God damn, I’m so dad style

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so dad style

I’m looking like a dad but don’t have a child

I don’t want no kids

But I dress like I got kids

I ain’t really 'bout that life

I just tuck in my shirt and give advice

I’m looking like a dad 'cause I’m bossed up and I grill burgers at the cookout

But I’m so scared to get you knocked up

They poking holes in rubber so I pull out

Like woah, I can’t have no baby

Like woah, I’ve been scared of children lately

I don’t wanna have a full home

Honestly I think I’d rather die alone

Baby you only fuck with me 'cause I’m dad style

Really should’ve always seen that I had style

How can I trust you when I’m so fire

You just wanna fuck me cause' I’m dad style

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so dad style

God damn, God damn, I’m so dad style

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so dad style

I’m looking like a dad but don’t have a child

I’m no bad man

But she wanna fuck with a dad man

I don’t want no kids

I just dress like I got kids