Tekst piosenki
(Beat is „Uptown” by Drake)
[Freestyle starts at 3:20]
We could start with the rap
Flowing like mars like art is a gap
Gone my my callers, dogs with a chat [?]
Big dogs
Missed calls
A lot of mother fuckers in the league know L
And I just had brunch, when I’m eating, no L [?]
And I just got fucked and sucked by a dumb slut
Usually I like ’em Ivy league, oh well
Summer camp, I’ve been going HAM
Young man with that chopper
That’s right, fool, I like movies [?]
I’m going HAM for that Oscar
I’m way far from their radar, like they know I’m coming, that’s doppler
They’re boring to me, that’s opera
I’m scoring beauties like soccer
Me and Jonah Hill smoked, then we talk shit ’bout how the rest of y’all blow
Then we take a dip up in his pool, pretty cool, not the pool, shit is hot, just the view from the spot, shit is hot, bunch of blonde bitches laughing all night
Me and Busta Rhymes meet in Venice for a bite
Talked some shit about the comedy scene
„That shit is so light”, he tell me
Can’t disagree, „get it right”, he tell me
I mean…
I thought by now he could see that I’m witty
Down in LA, I’ve been running the city
Ask anybody in music and film, „who got next in this bitch?”, and they all saying „Dicky”
I just do it like there’s nothing to it
Life gettin’ pretty sweet like I fondue it
I’m killing bitches in my my lane like on some T store [?]
And I’m scoring pre-vein like I’m dime blew it [?]
I’m the man, bro
I don’t really care what the fuck you think, and my steak look rare, but I grub that pink, and the grunt don’t stink [?], and I bump and sing
Don’t suck dick, but I blow that good
Don’t want shit, but I hold that wood
Let me hold that, been before that [?], get a Kodak, cowboy ’til we jones that, let me on that
Fuck that girl
I’ve got hair, never cut them curls
And it’s true for a day [?], with a cute old peg [?], let a room to share, hit a boom Pat pearl [?]
Spit that turd, that’s the shit
Yo girl up on my dick
I’m ’bout to sperm up on them hips, don’t want to murder us a kid
Oh shit
What you say?
Don’t you do this everyday?
Don’t you usually go with double meat when you eat Chipotle?
Don’t your crew lack someone black, but you want one to hang? No slave
I heard your boo got so much back, she bangin’ that Notre Dame clock
I’m faded, tho
Fucking bitches you labeled undatable
Missing birthdays, ay belated, bruh
Making out in San Fran on that roof top
10 cans, no tube top
I’m the mother fucking man, god damn, and these mother fucker bitches full of shit like zoo mops
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