Lil Dicky - Exclusive Sway In The Morning Freestyle lyrics

I like to play it cool like I'm not that On the low who'd a**ume that I got that? I don't know but the dude with the tall frappe Looking aloof, being all that Even Babe Ruth wouldn't call that I don't even sweat it tho They be hesitant as if my credit low But the sh** will hit em quicker then an edible I'm bout to run for Senate ho You won't even centerfold Been on top of cheese I ain't talkin' ‘bout oregano I'm talkin' about yo cheddar homie I hit a college and I'm f**ed like I'm pledging a frat They bout to silhouette up my nuts on american flags Estoy contento, I'm muy estupendo Everybody know the cat like a dope meme I got em buzzin' on the crack like a dope fiend They saw em' come up with a Mac ya I'm so Steve Now a days b**hes tryin' crack got em od-ing How them hoes wanna get it with L They know its cold enough to charge like a letterman sale If they gonna stand behind the bars I'm in federal jail I'm goin' far like a general mail Sway I got the fellas sayin what up The tape what up Same muhf**a playing with the steak cut up I'm great shut up The flow ain't no debate, just us I'm out of shape, but I'm straight to f** You know I got a chicken in the condo I'm was sick of getting off beat she a bongo She playing with the hard D, Rondo Go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow How imma do? I got your X comin' next like a W do I gotta flex I'm the best now I'm being direct I'm unimpressed by these b**hes that I see in the press I kinda of vexxed by the trash like I'm cleanin' the mess Cuz they as real when they rap as a chias a pet Old news stocks plummet, mens leg hair, they dont cut it Forget about your era, Pat Summit Best writtens, I'm trying to get a hundred b**hes to f** with the spittin religious like a couple of us marital Christians Been official Dick Bevetta A livin Betta' dig it like you b**hes got a mill and a ditch And I'm k**in' this sh** i can kick it like a villainous ninja Gripping when I run it how the f** I be slippin' I be intimate with them hoes she never flummoxed Take chick's P, and smash, I call her hummus And I be funny with this sh** I'm just playing Still nobody f**in' with the kid I'm just sayin' Got a chicken parm on a date, ya see But I don't even know the broad she just gratin the cheese I don't even got a job I just blaze and free They still give the boy bands 98 degrees So come f** with me I got a couple hun'ed b**hes doin' d** with me I got a couple dozen b**hes tryin' to hug Dicky And I got a couple b**hes who be steady f**ing me Aye that's a good a** life Only thing I got left, find a good as wife But yo I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell mom In a year I'mma bend over Michelle Obama I gotta do it while I'm hot Tryna get blue in most states like Barrack I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock And put up on d til we owe J watt I never hit the scene When I'm do I'm high n wasted I'm f**in' with them jeans Love them b**hes high-waisted I run around your team You a player but I'm Naismith I command v, why you copy, i just paste it Face it Hotel got em puffin on da L Going harder than some hail, y'ain't knew it If everybody had to tell the truth, and you had to pick a dude spittin better than ya dude, can't do it, Sway talk to em