B-Ly & WillFake - Fam lyrics

[Hook] I think my fam's members are lunatics, ooh And you feel my family is an antique Who always despise ‘em that my skin ain't thick? (You!) f** being normal, my members can't make omelets without breaking few eggs, me and you? [Verse 1: WillFake] Get abashed at the car I and all of ‘em with the someone Called grandma's sister She's offerin' her a something She's with a hand full of snacks, a mouth full of cracks Ma sayin' “Nope” non-politely Shy got me and Billy With a hand on the forehead Resist embarrased Car headed at her aim Backwards, sayin', “Want a biscuit?” She ain't sayin', “Nah”, and quit How ashamed us? Like vomit We threw in a towel, dammit My fam can never doin' that Just sluggard, buzzard ate our politeness f**, I'm in helplessness Actually I can rap better than this Think I just be covered into the blanket, chillin' Shy over world Next, my brah slays the rhyme, afterwards The hook! [Hook] [ Verse 2 : B-Ly ] In happy introducing ‘cause I was f**ing B-ly f** the sh**, I'm at loss for my fam on the account of the music Let me tell you what the f** a motherf**in' tale to you It's fait accompli I had, perhaps Debbie became brash ‘Cause she has no dad, you guess he was dead? I don't give a damn Bite the dust and touch my temple They screamed for my granny Familiarize the families all over the world Grandpa made mountain out of molehill ‘Cause he ain't beggar He's like bozo, so I thought my frickin' dismembered member of my family I told you once, all I do is “fame” plus “ly” Head-bu*t my corpus into a vault with the opened valve That feels 80 fold, damn But I remain learnin' ‘cause f** the idioms and f** the grammar Please no pain, no gain ‘cause [Hook] [Outro] Our family, ha-ha f** it, change this sh**ty fam I had Oh! Motherf**er f**er sh**, b**h Like who*e, ho, prostitute B-ly, tell ‘em! I can't even f** it, man Yo, don't procrastinate yo' tasks! Give me like! I guess, huh? f** throughout the fams!