[Verse 1: Lil Dicky] It's like, these days Dicky been up on his grind Tryna spit a rhyme Fly enough to get cracker signed It's aight tho I been typing all damn night bro Kikes gotta write raps right, no typo Nice flow Best up in the game, no Michael I guess I gotta wait for the fame, no lipo But damn, if ya man had a hoard of fanbase I'd have a lot to cover like a corpulent klan face Go on some man dates With D'Caprio and Drake And make a man cave full of chronic and pancakes A handshake's all I'm really wantin' from LeBron tho I dunno, think I'd rather get up with his mom And do it delante, couple bottles of Andre In Pompeii, getting dirtier than some laundry I'm freakin' every ho just for Cleveland man But first thing I'mma need some fans
[Hook: Lil Dicky] Cause Lil Dicky tryna make that cake like a balla do And denigrate Lil Wayne up at a barbecue And I just wanna hit the floor with Pauly D And cross swords up with Tommy Lee So where the muh'fuckers drinkin' the Cîroc at? Where the fuck the Rock at? Where the bad bitches on this mediocre cock atttt? I'm tryna make the move From gay, lame, dateless jew to famous dude, ya dig?
[Verse 2: Lil Dicky] (Verse two) First grade and I was thirsty I was wantin' fame up in the muthafuckin' worst way Word play, gotta get ya boy up on some first take Skip Bay, Steve A, get up in they ass ya dig If I'm celebbin' then I'm getting with McAdams's The hottest women on the muthafuckin' planet, kid I'm tryna get up at Selena Mess around with Mila I remember when it was Christina Genie up in a bottle, but now she couldn't fit up on a waterbed I wanna score a ten, imagine Natalie Portman And if she borin' then I'll get a ride in my DeLorean And go before it, securing the whore I been adoring since I was a teen, yada mean Britney Spears, whacha doin' Couple years, that career and that metabolism ruined Ya ain't know about me yet But the future do On Youtube, I been getting some views
[Hook] Cause Lil Dicky tryna make that cake like a balla do And denigrate Lil Wayne up at a barbecue And I just wanna hit the floor with Pauly D And cross swords up with Tommy Lee So where the muh'fuckers drinkin' the Cîroc at? Where the fuck the Rock at? Where the bad bitches on this mediocre cock atttt? I'm tryna make the move From gay, lame, dateless jew to famous dude, ya dig?
[Verse 3: Lil Dicky] Ay, enough about a boo, I ain't need a bitch But I need a clique Full a people Derek Jeterish Love the Bieber kid That's a hell of a dude Well I ain't met him but his documentary was the truth I'd holla back at Snoop, drop a couple tracks in the booth He'd prolly have me high enough to take a nap as I poop I'm callin Kobe Bryant up because I'm fucking with his game But it's such a shame, I can tell that muthafucka lame tho Flame flow Ain't nobody even know ma name tho And all I wanna do is know if Channing's really gay tho All I wanna do is play Durant up in some Halo Play shows, date hoes, where the fuck Diddy at? Where Lil Dicky gon' spit at? And where the crib at? And where da rose gold shit at? I'm tryna get that I wish that I was sitting courtside for games And lickin' on Kate Upton's titties
[Hook] Lil Dicky tryna make that cake like a balla do And denigrate Lil Wayne up at a barbecue And I just wanna hit the floor with Pauly D And cross swords up with Tommy Lee So where the muh'fuckers drinkin' the Cîroc at? Where the fuck the Rock at? Where the bad bitches on this mediocre cock atttt? I'm tryna make the move From gay, lame, dateless jew to famous dude, ya dig?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
