Beef

Verse 1: Cause if you really talkin' shit bruh I suggest you take a sec and recognize ma shit raw I been texting pictures atcho sister, be ma in law You know I been spittin' vicious, whatchu fittin' to get at ma dude I been killin' bitches, Michael Vick in the booth The US see me, I be kiffin to you I gotcho bitch up on ma stick she ride it sick Like it was quidditch but nude And I'm the honorary Gryffindor Jew And I don't care about ya bitch, or ya ya, ya riches or ya wips bro Even tho you fictional, I'm guessing that you get dough No you don't exist, but I see through you like a window Dicky run this shit and you'sa cripple Fuck it though, you dumber than Waka Flocka Be sonnin you like a father D bomber than Osama plot And smart as Obama Gotcho lil mama in the sauna all up In the male locker room She really good with the D That's my Serge Ibaka boo, ooh Das dat dude, spittin hot as Rihanna You softer than llamas Do prima donnas faster than ramadan I'll be honest, getting commas in ma wallet Is nada, ebonically smarter, the kike Been flowin nice as the Dalai Lama Whaddup bruh I'm goin stupid cuz I'm better This the hottest shit like I was pooping in a sweater Ain't nobody do you anymore, you a letter You get it write? That was clever Ho' But look [Hook] If you think you on ma level jabroni Than let me educate you, bet you need a fellowship homie Lil dicky rippin dat ribbon cuz what he spittin' is winning So if you finna be some chicken for dinner Then hollaback up at the kid boy I'm spittin' good up in this bitch ho So if you wanna get at me, you better get a Mento, ahhh That's word to ads from the past Ya ass up in a jam if you come at the man Then yon't stand a chance [Verse 2] Das retard flow I been talkin game on campuses I'm Lee Corso Battle me, he'll be like, "Dude I ran." see Argo Package all up in this dude caboose...free cargo Fuck it. I'm really talkin that shit I'm coming at a muthafucka that don't even exist But if we under the assumption that he Someone dat spit it redundant to someone incumbent Then he dumber than bricks ya dig? Listen to these bitches making hits and You'll see the horrendousness dat be existing Every minute some kid is diminishing a single Written like a semi-retarded kid in kindergarten Except he harder than me, so poor Lil Dicky is stuck Watching stupid muthafuckers Make music and caking foolish While jewish muthafuckas rate movies Okay cupid to do a lil fuckin But if it's bout the rap, they on't want it That's why I tell em look [Hook] [Outro]