Oh, I ain't seen a guy get the clout that quick

(I don't think I seen that shit)

Any motherf**ker say he great right now, we could doubt that shit

(We could doubt that motherf**ker)

Au revoir, Yung dick talkin bout all of y'all

Young tits looking like mardi gras

I might sharpie ya'll, I'm tryn party dog, I'm like ughh

I'm just tryn f**k

Every maf**ka in the way been f**ked

Every maf**ka in the game been butt

Burd running circles, y'all been duck

I don't gotta chill who the f**k been y'all

Fam getting killed on some Chris Benoit

I don't got a deal but the meal quinoa

And I got it for a steal 'cause the bill been comped



The server know L, (like he so suburban and shit)

(He just been murdering shit like he take it too personal shit)

Word is the shit that be purple up in that kid history is slightly perverted and shit

(Word is there's 32 bitches who last name is tinder up in that kid phone)

(His profile been strong)

I can't compete with these pictures like why is he on?

Suck dick motherf**ker, suck dick motherf**ker

I'm just tryna get the hoes on the down low

I don't even got friends in this town

I just moved to LA so I date 'cause I'm outgoing

Kinda lonely too

Ex girl got another homie too I'm not mad, just kinda sad

But it help that these hoes like rap



It's about damn time that the boy LD bout to get up in the fun shit

I'm the goddamn man like damn every time a motherf**ker hit the function

Now the man wit a tan got a plan and I dare a motherf**ker make assumptions

I don't care I ain't there, I'll be damned if I'm bout to go and let up on the gumption



Ugh, they ain't really ready

I ain't even hard, but I stay wit da semi

Bitches in the car, you could say I got a bevy

Shit pretty par, dicky do it on the the reggy

Lotta yall ain't probably never heard of on the reggy

That's a lil' something Lil Dicky just invented

Now the white kids gonna say it on the reggy

You could say I pull the strings when it's cool, lil penny

I just hit the double digits f**king bitches

Out in Venice hearing motherf**kers bumpin' Dicky

They treat a youngin like I'm Caesar with the ass kissing

That line about a f**king salad if you ain't get it

But I ain't tryin' get tossed, rap been lost, like the map been off

They blowing smoke like the back exhaust

Fact you soft like an overcooked linguine noodle



You bitch made I ain't f**kin with you little poodles

Ma vocab the bomb, I'm the don with the lexicon

Cats pajamas, Eastside reppin'

Westside stepping, you know I'm the man goddamn it

I just got a handjob damn it

Like from a masseuse

She was tryin' f**k, I ain't let her pursue

I ain't got 160 bucks

Plus I mentally connect with the hoes I f**k

And this was a whore

I mean a literal whore

Not like massages in porn

This was an overweight Asian, with no aspirations

We never developed rapport

Eatin' boar's head in my other whore's bed

Well not a whore, but you know she ain't a girlfriend

We still about to get it crackin' Paul George leg

I got a napkin if I cum within the foreplay



It's about damn time that the boy LD bout to get up in the fun shit

I'm the goddamn man like damn every time a motherf**ker hit the function

Now the man wit a tan got a plan and I dare a motherf**ker make assumptions

I don't care I ain't there, I'll be damned if I'm bout to go and let up on the gumption



I don't know the definition, f**k is average

I been sittin, watching waiting, so impatient like it's baggage

Claim I'm bout to be the greatest, naked pictures in my chat

These other rappers f**king lazy word to bangin in a hammock

But y'all ain't even hangin

Y'all ain't in the running boy I'm f**king up the track,

Like the young'n into running y'all are lighter with the fire, I want a match

He be like naw I'm bout it, bro how you get at that

Like these bitches tryin' rap

They on't get they time wrappin'

I'm coming like I'm f**king they Underwood and to be frank I ain't fronting

Word to Kevin Kevin Spacey I'm another level

Debatably crazier, than shit they play beside the porn that you playing

At a matinee eatin' dip 'n dots

I'm getting checks, f**k I care that my Twitter not

Okay I care a little bit

Algorithm isn't doin it's job

I'm assuming it's flawed, they probably not believing in Hobbes

The nice boy been ballin'

White boy been a damn King Scott Pollard

Gotta tell my mom stop callin'

But dawg she confused about ma destiny

Making me repeat myself like I was judging spelling bees but

I'm just tryna smoke weed, grab a Quesarito

Got azul by a Spanish chick. Muy bonito

Or bonita that's ma vida

Keep the rapping tight both ways dexterous

Where my rita

And when it's y'all it's a nice sound

When it's me, it be like everybody pipe down

Y'all the background

Play ya part ho

Chex mix grubbin up at wells fargo

Had to make a new account, didn't want the checks mixed

Y'all are tryna fit in I'm the one who playin Tetris

This is the beginning of my day, it's only breakfast

Y'all the mini bars, y'all got mini bars

Ma girl ass thick, that's my minotaur

You hear it fading but you crave another minute hard

That's the difference when you david to these bigger stars

But you know goliath getting rocked he gone finish scarred

I'm bout to break every record, white girls fall, Eric Decker