Flames

[Verse 1: Lil Dicky] Iight, I'm blowing on that sticky shit Everybody's talking, bitches stalking, quick as Lawson When I'm walking to the gym and shit Everybody wanna get involved with the Dicky kid I don't even know the deal y'all, I'm just killing shit I ball like I'm playin the wii Hit up all da ATMS, I been paying the fees Being gay about the stems, Dicky weighing the weed And now these labels on a cleanse, got em saying We need jews, oh the dude the scoop boos Boozing stupid and he rap bruising tunes amusing students I'm the truth dude Put some funny shit up on youtube Now these mafuckas spitting looking shitty as doo doo Who knew, ya dude got a lot to do I don't fill them bitches up, but the lobster do Plus she licking on my nut like it's pasta too And now that Dicky blowing up all these bitches so compliant These days dicky gotta cover up his privates Bathroom pissing brothas buzzing on some spy shit Man, I wish that my dick was a little bigger Because I'm in a pickle for riddles about ma pickle Being minimal, criminally abysmal and literally Women I'm hitting is cognizant of every centimetre And I'm meeting bitches who seem to be fucking Derek jeter's Every weekend, very freaky, don't know what I'm doing to em These bitches do the type of shit chicks in porn doing Bathroom beating on my dick, right before I do 'em Man that's my only chance, ya know I'm handsome though I gotcha lady dancing bro [Hook] Man ever since I came up in this motherfucker shit been changed Every rapper getting madder 'bout the funny shit I'm saying They be trapping, I be napping, steady crapping on the game And like a rabbit out the hat I'm doing magic wit the flames man [Verse 2: Lil Dicky] Better stop comparing me to Andy Milanokis Andy Samberg, Adam Sandler, man I swear it's so obnoxious I don't care about the rarity of care-free song topics The hilarity and parody is not whats got you noddin when I write On the mic spit, nothing like a white kid Black bitches even fucking with me cause I'm nice wit Raps, booty big as shit, I'm in it but she quite thick Crap, from this angle I can barely fit the pipe tip Like da the white man bright, and me don't bite And me won't fight, me done watch da dark knight with a cold sprite And me so kike, kite runner up on da cold night And me done scrub de body with ton of the old spice [Interlude] But fuck it My buddy got a crib Nantucket And everybody here with a bitch straight fucking And everybody here know the kid stay bumpin' My YouTube, Smith up on the Knicks, they subbing...aww I just checked up in yo bitch's pussy up on 4square Mini golfing oh so often you woulda swore I toured there Break 'em off up in my office you know I record in there It's boring there so fuck it I been caking, don't mistake me for some rapper you hating I'm actually making the hottest fucking tracks in the nation Like Satan somehow created some elaborate gymnasium Packing bowls in stadiums, came from packing the bowl in basements Name a rapper in the game, spit a flame like you boy can Everybody know I got it made like a boyband Everybody know I'm getting laid like a Troy fan I stay with Trojans on ma shit, ya dig? [Hook]