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sweet like a Strongbow, how I'ma do?\n\nI got your ex coming next like a W do\nI gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\nI'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\nI'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chia's a pet\nThey old news, stocks plummet, men's leg hair, they ain't cut it\nForget about your era, Pat Summitt\nFinesse writtens\n\nI wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\nReligious like a couple of post-marital Christians\nI've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\nYou better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\nI'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\nMy shit is gripping when I run it, how the fuck I be slipping?\nI be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\nI take chick, pee, and smash, I call it hummus\n\nAnd I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\nAnd still nobody fucking with the kid, I'm just saying, ah\nGot a chicken parm on the date, it seem\nBut I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\nI don't even got a job, I just blaze and free\nBut still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\n\nSo come fuck with me\nI got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\nAnd I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\nAnd I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\nHey, that's a good ass life\nOnly thing I got left, find a good ass wife\nBut yo, I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\nBut in a year, I'ma bend over Michelle Obama\nBruh, you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\n\nI'm tryna get blew in most states like Barack\nI'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\nAnd put her on D 'til we O, J Watt\nI never hit the scene, when I do, I'm high and wasted\nI'm fucking with them jeans, love them bitches high-waisted\nI run around your team, you a player, but I'm Naismith\nAnd I command V, while you copy, I just paste it, face it\n\nHotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hail, you ain't knew it\nIf evrrybody had to tell the truth, and you had to pick a dude\nSpitting better than your dude, can't do it\nTelling me, damn, you got bitches, damn, you got hoes\nDamn, you got money, but damn, I got flow\nDamn, you got riches, damn, you got clothes\nDamn, you got honeys, but damn, I got soul, hold up\n\nThis shit I'm making's always tight, it's like a yoga store\nThey all up in the other boat, it's why I'm overboard\nI'm taking time to do it right, it's like a soda pour\n'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\nDamn, packing the bandwagon, the man cracking\nThe man packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\nTagging they Grams, Manhattan was ham\nSlapping the fans, playing having the plan\nFans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n\nYou see the type of shit I do on the track?\nHot shit, like I poop in the jacket\nWon't mack your bitch, but yo, I'm 'bout to come and mack your clique\nYour whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\nI yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\nThey ball all retarded, Cuba Gooding up in radio\nI long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\nI'm past that, I wonder who appreciate it like a Snapchat\n\nAflac, duck the dude, I'm going hard for the grind, but I tuck this move\nI made war with the rhymes, motherfuck your crew\nThese bitches going Adolf, tryna fuck this Jew\nI'm too nice, like a motherfucker that fell in love with a boo twice\nAs in double as fuckable as he was and dude tries\nTo be subtle and get her cuddling\nVenting her troubles and getting her truffles\n\nAnd ending up befuddled when she don't fuck him\nAnd someone tell him, \"Listen, you bugging\nShe never fucking a pedestrian muggle like you\nSo why all the trouble?\" but he rebuttal with\n\"I think I just love her, so I would shudder at the thought\nOf being anything other than nice?\" (I'm that nice)\n\nPeeping like a Porta Potty\nIt wasn't even deep, dang, shit is still a hobby\nIt's too bad bitches sleeping on me, threesome\n'Cause now these bitches want to help, but he don't need none\nI'm all time, like the Wall at the Bank\nYou've no shot, like you drawing a blank\nHonestly, you probably couldn't hang, man, I've been drawing a blank\nGiving you lines, while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n\nSo go in the rink, chilling like it's dough in the bank\nAnd I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\nGrowing the stankest cannabis\nDoing rap and pro-est smacking the hoe-est rappers\nAnd showing the total package, like my flaccid is growing fatter\nSamoan cracker, dapper rapper, had to keep going\n\nYeah, that rap is a wrap, I know you rappers napping, don't know it\nThere's a dagger pita pappa, tapping on the window\nIt's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\nAnd I be snapping, I mean I be splashing on the pane me your rain\nFalling quicker than Aladdin for his dame\nOh, you better than me?\n\nBruh","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.17] Bruh\n[00:04.18] Bruh\n[00:04.89] LD\n[00:06.50] Bruh\n[00:07.03] A.K.A Stem Cells\n[00:09.37] Evrrybody know the cat like a dope meme\n[00:11.66] I got 'em buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend\n[00:13.86] They saw 'em come up with a Mac, yeah, I'm so Steve\n[00:16.12] Nowadays, bitches tryna crack, got 'em ODing\n[00:18.45] Like, how them hoes want to get it with L?\n[00:19.93] They know it's cold enough to charge, like a letterman sale\n[00:22.38] If they gon' stand behind the bars, I'm in federal jail\n[00:24.72] I'm going far like a general mail\n[00:26.45] On that note, I got the fellas saying \"What up,\" the tape, what up?\n[00:29.38] The same motherfucker playing with his steak cut up\n[00:31.34] I'm great, shut up, the flowing, no debate, just us\n[00:33.60] I'm out of shape, but I'm straight to fuck\n[00:35.26] Yeah, you know I got a chicken in the condo\n[00:37.46] I was sick of getting off beat, she a bongo\n[00:39.62] Now she playing with the hard D, being Rondo\n[00:41.98] Drunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow, how I'ma do?\n[00:45.07] I got your ex coming next like a W do\n[00:47.39] I gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\n[00:49.41] I'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\n[00:51.60] I'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n[00:53.92] 'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chia's a pet\n[00:56.30] They old news, stocks plummet, men's leg hair, they ain't cut it\n[00:59.37] Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n[01:01.12] Finesse writtens\n[01:01.74] I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n[01:03.95] Religious like a couple of post-marital Christians\n[01:05.70] I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n[01:07.62] You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n[01:09.95] I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n[01:12.01] My shit is gripping when I run it, how the fuck I be slipping?\n[01:14.34] I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n[01:16.62] I take chick, pee, and smash, I call it hummus\n[01:18.98] And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n[01:20.91] And still nobody fucking with the kid, I'm just saying, ah\n[01:23.73] Got a chicken parm on the date, it seem\n[01:25.72] But I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\n[01:28.14] I don't even got a job, I just blaze and free\n[01:30.22] But still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\n[01:32.35] So come fuck with me\n[01:33.48] I got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\n[01:35.91] And I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\n[01:37.78] And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\n[01:40.18] Hey, that's a good ass life\n[01:41.56] Only thing I got left, find a good ass wife\n[01:43.54] But yo, I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\n[01:45.80] But in a year, I'ma bend over Michelle Obama\n[01:48.35] Bruh, you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\n[01:50.42] I'm tryna get blew in most states like Barack\n[01:52.50] I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\n[01:54.75] And put her on D 'til we O, J Watt\n[01:56.73] I never hit the scene, when I do, I'm high and wasted\n[01:59.42] I'm fucking with them jeans, love them bitches high-waisted\n[02:01.64] I run around your team, you a player, but I'm Naismith\n[02:04.08] And I command V, while you copy, I just paste it, face it\n[02:07.14] Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hail, you ain't knew it\n[02:10.88] If evrrybody had to tell the truth, and you had to pick a dude\n[02:13.25] Spitting better than your dude, can't do it\n[02:15.25] Telling me, damn, you got bitches, damn, you got hoes\n[02:18.09] Damn, you got money, but damn, I got flow\n[02:20.49] Damn, you got riches, damn, you got clothes\n[02:22.76] Damn, you got honeys, but damn, I got soul, hold up\n[02:25.05] This shit I'm making's always tight, it's like a yoga store\n[02:27.31] They all up in the other boat, it's why I'm overboard\n[02:29.53] I'm taking time to do it right, it's like a soda pour\n[02:31.76] 'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\n[02:34.06] Damn, packing the bandwagon, the man cracking\n[02:36.16] The man packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\n[02:37.90] Tagging they Grams, Manhattan was ham\n[02:39.97] Slapping the fans, playing having the plan\n[02:41.41] Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n[02:43.30] You see the type of shit I do on the track?\n[02:45.16] Hot shit, like I poop in the jacket\n[02:46.59] Won't mack your bitch, but yo, I'm 'bout to come and mack your clique\n[02:49.67] Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\n[02:52.03] I yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\n[02:54.22] They ball all retarded, Cuba Gooding up in radio\n[02:56.38] I long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\n[02:58.66] I'm past that, I wonder who appreciate it like a Snapchat\n[03:01.84] Aflac, duck the dude, I'm going hard for the grind, but I tuck this move\n[03:05.36] I made war with the rhymes, motherfuck your crew\n[03:07.52] These bitches going Adolf, tryna fuck this Jew\n[03:09.86] I'm too nice, like a motherfucker that fell in love with a boo twice\n[03:12.78] As in double as fuckable as he was and dude tries\n[03:15.16] To be subtle and get her cuddling\n[03:16.56] Venting her troubles and getting her truffles\n[03:18.13] And ending up befuddled when she don't fuck him\n[03:19.75] And someone tell him, \"Listen, you bugging\n[03:21.20] She never fucking a pedestrian muggle like you\n[03:23.38] So why all the trouble?\" but he rebuttal with\n[03:24.75] \"I think I just love her, so I would shudder at the thought\n[03:26.10] Of being anything other than nice?\" (I'm that nice)\n[03:29.34] Peeping like a Porta Potty\n[03:30.78] It wasn't even deep, dang, shit is still a hobby\n[03:33.02] It's too bad bitches sleeping on me, threesome\n[03:35.36] 'Cause now these bitches want to help, but he don't need none\n[03:37.65] I'm all time, like the Wall at the Bank\n[03:39.37] You've no shot, like you drawing a blank\n[03:41.13] Honestly, you probably couldn't hang, man, I've been drawing a blank\n[03:43.95] Giving you lines, while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n[03:46.13] So go in the rink, chilling like it's dough in the bank\n[03:48.33] And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n[03:50.15] Growing the stankest cannabis\n[03:51.10] Doing rap and pro-est smacking the hoe-est rappers\n[03:52.90] And showing the total package, like my flaccid is growing fatter\n[03:55.31] Samoan cracker, dapper rapper, had to keep going\n[03:57.32] Yeah, that rap is a wrap, I know you rappers napping, don't know it\n[03:59.43] There's a dagger pita pappa, tapping on the window\n[04:01.50] It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n[04:03.79] And I be snapping, I mean I be splashing on the pane me your rain\n[04:06.77] Falling quicker than Aladdin for his dame\n[04:08.35] Oh, you better than me?\n[04:09.81] Bruh\n[04:10.43] ","lyricsfile":"version: 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shudder at the thought'\n  start_ms: 204750\n  end_ms: 206100\n- text: Of being anything other than nice?\" (I'm that nice)\n  start_ms: 206100\n  end_ms: 209340\n- text: Peeping like a Porta Potty\n  start_ms: 209340\n  end_ms: 210780\n- text: It wasn't even deep, dang, shit is still a hobby\n  start_ms: 210780\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: It's too bad bitches sleeping on me, threesome\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 215360\n- text: '''Cause now these bitches want to help, but he don''t need none'\n  start_ms: 215360\n  end_ms: 217650\n- text: I'm all time, like the Wall at the Bank\n  start_ms: 217650\n  end_ms: 219370\n- text: You've no shot, like you drawing a blank\n  start_ms: 219370\n  end_ms: 221130\n- text: Honestly, you probably couldn't hang, man, I've been drawing a blank\n  start_ms: 221130\n  end_ms: 223950\n- text: Giving you lines, while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n  start_ms: 223950\n  end_ms: 226130\n- text: So go in the rink, chilling like it's dough in the bank\n  start_ms: 226130\n  end_ms: 228330\n- text: And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n  start_ms: 228330\n  end_ms: 230150\n- text: Growing the stankest cannabis\n  start_ms: 230150\n  end_ms: 231100\n- text: Doing rap and pro-est smacking the hoe-est rappers\n  start_ms: 231100\n  end_ms: 232900\n- text: And showing the total package, like my flaccid is growing fatter\n  start_ms: 232900\n  end_ms: 235310\n- text: Samoan cracker, dapper rapper, had to keep going\n  start_ms: 235310\n  end_ms: 237320\n- text: Yeah, that rap is a wrap, I know you rappers napping, don't know it\n  start_ms: 237320\n  end_ms: 239430\n- text: There's a dagger pita pappa, tapping on the window\n  start_ms: 239430\n  end_ms: 241500\n- text: It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n  start_ms: 241500\n  end_ms: 243790\n- text: And I be snapping, I mean I be splashing on the pane me your rain\n  start_ms: 243790\n  end_ms: 246770\n- text: Falling quicker than Aladdin for his dame\n  start_ms: 246770\n  end_ms: 248350\n- text: Oh, you better than me?\n  start_ms: 248350\n  end_ms: 249810\n- text: Bruh\n  start_ms: 249810\n  end_ms: 250430\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 250430\nplain: |-\n  Bruh\n  Bruh\n  LD\n  Bruh\n  A.K.A Stem Cells\n\n  Evrrybody know the cat like a dope meme\n  I got 'em buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend\n  They saw 'em come up with a Mac, yeah, I'm so Steve\n  Nowadays, bitches tryna crack, got 'em ODing\n  Like, how them hoes want to get it with L?\n  They know it's cold enough to charge, like a letterman sale\n  If they gon' stand behind the bars, I'm in federal jail\n  I'm going far like a general mail\n\n  On that note, I got the fellas saying \"What up,\" the tape, what up?\n  The same motherfucker playing with his steak cut up\n  I'm great, shut up, the flowing, no debate, just us\n  I'm out of shape, but I'm straight to fuck\n  Yeah, you know I got a chicken in the condo\n  I was sick of getting off beat, she a bongo\n  Now she playing with the hard D, being Rondo\n  Drunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow, how I'ma do?\n\n  I got your ex coming next like a W do\n  I gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\n  I'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\n  I'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n  'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chia's a pet\n  They old news, stocks plummet, men's leg hair, they ain't cut it\n  Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n  Finesse writtens\n\n  I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n  Religious like a couple of post-marital Christians\n  I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n  You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n  I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n  My shit is gripping when I run it, how the fuck I be slipping?\n  I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n  I take chick, pee, and smash, I call it hummus\n\n  And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n  And still nobody fucking with the kid, I'm just saying, ah\n  Got a chicken parm on the date, it seem\n  But I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\n  I don't even got a job, I just blaze and free\n  But still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\n\n  So come fuck with me\n  I got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\n  And I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\n  And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\n  Hey, that's a good ass life\n  Only thing I got left, find a good ass wife\n  But yo, I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\n  But in a year, I'ma bend over Michelle Obama\n  Bruh, you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\n\n  I'm tryna get blew in most states like Barack\n  I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\n  And put her on D 'til we O, J Watt\n  I never hit the scene, when I do, I'm high and wasted\n  I'm fucking with them jeans, love them bitches high-waisted\n  I run around your team, you a player, but I'm Naismith\n  And I command V, while you copy, I just paste it, face it\n\n  Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hail, you ain't knew it\n  If evrrybody had to tell the truth, and you had to pick a dude\n  Spitting better than your dude, can't do it\n  Telling me, damn, you got bitches, damn, you got hoes\n  Damn, you got money, but damn, I got flow\n  Damn, you got riches, damn, you got clothes\n  Damn, you got honeys, but damn, I got soul, hold up\n\n  This shit I'm making's always tight, it's like a yoga store\n  They all up in the other boat, it's why I'm overboard\n  I'm taking time to do it right, it's like a soda pour\n  'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\n  Damn, packing the bandwagon, the man cracking\n  The man packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\n  Tagging they Grams, Manhattan was ham\n  Slapping the fans, playing having the plan\n  Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n\n  You see the type of shit I do on the track?\n  Hot shit, like I poop in the jacket\n  Won't mack your bitch, but yo, I'm 'bout to come and mack your clique\n  Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\n  I yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\n  They ball all retarded, Cuba Gooding up in radio\n  I long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\n  I'm past that, I wonder who appreciate it like a Snapchat\n\n  Aflac, duck the dude, I'm going hard for the grind, but I tuck this move\n  I made war with the rhymes, motherfuck your crew\n  These bitches going Adolf, tryna fuck this Jew\n  I'm too nice, like a motherfucker that fell in love with a boo twice\n  As in double as fuckable as he was and dude tries\n  To be subtle and get her cuddling\n  Venting her troubles and getting her truffles\n\n  And ending up befuddled when she don't fuck him\n  And someone tell him, \"Listen, you bugging\n  She never fucking a pedestrian muggle like you\n  So why all the trouble?\" but he rebuttal with\n  \"I think I just love her, so I would shudder at the thought\n  Of being anything other than nice?\" (I'm that nice)\n\n  Peeping like a Porta Potty\n  It wasn't even deep, dang, shit is still a hobby\n  It's too bad bitches sleeping on me, threesome\n  'Cause now these bitches want to help, but he don't need none\n  I'm all time, like the Wall at the Bank\n  You've no shot, like you drawing a blank\n  Honestly, you probably couldn't hang, man, I've been drawing a blank\n  Giving you lines, while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n\n  So go in the rink, chilling like it's dough in the bank\n  And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n  Growing the stankest cannabis\n  Doing rap and pro-est smacking the hoe-est rappers\n  And showing the total package, like my flaccid is growing fatter\n  Samoan cracker, dapper rapper, had to keep going\n\n  Yeah, that rap is a wrap, I know you rappers napping, don't know it\n  There's a dagger pita pappa, tapping on the window\n  It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n  And I be snapping, I mean I be splashing on the pane me your rain\n  Falling quicker than Aladdin for his dame\n  Oh, you better than me?\n\n  Bruh\n"},{"id":1918249,"name":"Bruh...","trackName":"Bruh...","artistName":"Lil Dicky","albumName":"Professional Rapper","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bruh\nBruh\nLD\nBruh\nA.K.A. stem cells\nErrybody know the cat like a dope meme\nI got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend\nThey saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve\nNowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing\nLike how them hoes want to get it with L\nThey know it's cold enough to charge like a letterman sale\nIf they gon' stand behind the bars I'm in federal jail\nI'm going far like a general mail\nOn that note I got the fellas saying what up, the tape what up\nThe same mothafucker playing with his steak cut up\nI'm great, shut up, the flowing no debate just us\nI'm out of shape but I'm straight to fuck\nYeah you know I got a chicken in the condo\nI was sick of getting off beat she a bongo\nNow she playing with the hard D being Rondo\nDrunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow\nHow I'm'a do?\nI got your ex coming next like a W do\nI gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\nI'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\nI'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chias a pet\nThey old news stocks plummet! Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\nForget about your era, Pat Summitt\nFinesse writtens\nI wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\nReligous like a couple of post-marital Christians\nI've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\nYou better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\nI'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\nMy shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\nI be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\nI take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\nAnd I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\nBut still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\nAh! Got a chicken parm on the date it seem\nBut I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\nI don't even got a job I just blaze and free\nBut still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\nSo come fuck with me\nI got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\nAnd I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\nAnd I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\nHey, that's a good ass life\nOnly thing I got left find a good ass wife\nBut yo I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\nBut in a year I'm'a bend over Michelle Obama\nBruh you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\nI'm tryna get blue in most states like Barack\nI'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\nAnd put her on D till we O, J Watt\nI never hit the scene when I do I'm high and wasted\nI'm fucking with them jeans love them bitches high waisted\nI run around your team, you a player but I'm Naismith\nAnd I Command V, while you copy I just paste it, face it\nHotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hell\nYou ain't knew it\nIf everybody had to tell the truth and you had to pick a dude\nSpitting better than your dude: can't do it\nTelling me damn you got bitches, damn you got hoes\nDamn you got money, but damn I got flow\nDamn you got riches, damn you clothes\nDamn you got honeys but damn I got soul\nHold up. 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Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\n[00:59.07] Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n[01:00.59] Finesse writtens\n[01:01.47] I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n[01:03.42] Religous like a couple of post-marital Christians\n[01:04.89] I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n[01:07.11] You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n[01:09.20] I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n[01:11.68] My shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\n[01:13.89] I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n[01:16.09] I take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\n[01:18.28] And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n[01:20.56] But still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\n[01:22.69] Ah! Got a chicken parm on the date it seem\n[01:25.21] But I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\n[01:27.49] I don't even got a job I just blaze and free\n[01:29.72] But still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\n[01:32.13] So come fuck with me\n[01:33.22] I got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\n[01:35.39] And I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\n[01:37.57] And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\n[01:39.92] Hey, that's a good ass life\n[01:41.14] Only thing I got left find a good ass wife\n[01:43.32] But yo I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\n[01:45.69] But in a year I'm'a bend over Michelle Obama\n[01:47.83] Bruh you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\n[01:49.98] I'm tryna get blue in most states like Barack\n[01:52.07] I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\n[01:54.27] And put her on D till we O, J Watt\n[01:56.59] I never hit the scene when I do I'm high and wasted\n[01:58.99] I'm fucking with them jeans love them bitches high waisted\n[02:01.15] I run around your team, you a player but I'm Naismith\n[02:03.52] And I Command V, while you copy I just paste it, face it\n[02:06.37] Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hell\n[02:09.52] You ain't knew it\n[02:10.49] If everybody had to tell the truth and you had to pick a dude\n[02:12.77] Spitting better than your dude: can't do it\n[02:14.70] Telling me damn you got bitches, damn you got hoes\n[02:17.39] Damn you got money, but damn I got flow\n[02:19.71] Damn you got riches, damn you clothes\n[02:21.96] Damn you got honeys but damn I got soul\n[02:24.37] Hold up. 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threesome\n[03:34.59] 'Cause now these bitches want to help but he don't need none\n[03:36.95] I'm all time like the Wall at the Bank\n[03:39.02] You've no shot like you drawing a blank\n[03:40.46] Honestly you probably couldn't hang man\n[03:42.26] I've been drawing a blank\n[03:43.35] Giving you lines while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n[03:45.55] So go in the rink, chilling like stoning and banging\n[03:47.91] And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n[03:49.66] Growing the stankist cannabis\n[03:50.72] Going rapping flowing smacking all these rappers\n[03:52.50] And showing the total package like my flaccid is growing fatter\n[03:54.93] Samoan cracker dapper rapper had to keep goin\n[03:57.01] Yeah that rap is a rap I know you rappers napping don't know it\n[03:59.37] There's a dagger pita pappa-tapping on the window\n[04:01.22] It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n[04:03.67] And I be snapping I mean I be splashing on the\n[04:05.32] Pay me your 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cat like a dope meme\n  I got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend\n  They saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve\n  Nowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing\n  Like how them hoes want to get it with L\n  They know it's cold enough to charge like a letterman sale\n  If they gon' stand behind the bars I'm in federal jail\n  I'm going far like a general mail\n  On that note I got the fellas saying what up, the tape what up\n  The same mothafucker playing with his steak cut up\n  I'm great, shut up, the flowing no debate just us\n  I'm out of shape but I'm straight to fuck\n  Yeah you know I got a chicken in the condo\n  I was sick of getting off beat she a bongo\n  Now she playing with the hard D being Rondo\n  Drunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow\n  How I'm'a do?\n  I got your ex coming next like a W do\n  I gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\n  I'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\n  I'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n  'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chias a pet\n  They old news stocks plummet! Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\n  Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n  Finesse writtens\n  I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n  Religous like a couple of post-marital Christians\n  I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n  You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n  I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n  My shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\n  I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n  I take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\n  And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n  But still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\n  Ah! Got a chicken parm on the date it seem\n  But I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\n  I don't even got a job I just blaze and free\n  But still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\n  So come fuck with me\n  I got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\n  And I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\n  And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\n  Hey, that's a good ass life\n  Only thing I got left find a good ass wife\n  But yo I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\n  But in a year I'm'a bend over Michelle Obama\n  Bruh you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\n  I'm tryna get blue in most states like Barack\n  I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\n  And put her on D till we O, J Watt\n  I never hit the scene when I do I'm high and wasted\n  I'm fucking with them jeans love them bitches high waisted\n  I run around your team, you a player but I'm Naismith\n  And I Command V, while you copy I just paste it, face it\n  Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hell\n  You ain't knew it\n  If everybody had to tell the truth and you had to pick a dude\n  Spitting better than your dude: can't do it\n  Telling me damn you got bitches, damn you got hoes\n  Damn you got money, but damn I got flow\n  Damn you got riches, damn you clothes\n  Damn you got honeys but damn I got soul\n  Hold up. This shit I'm making's always tight it's like a yoga store\n  They all up in the other boat it's why I'm overboard\n  I'm taking time to do it right it's like a soda pour\n  'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\n  Damn packing the van, wagging the man, cracking the ma'am\n  Packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\n  Tagging they 'grams, Manhattan was ham\n  Slapping the fans, playing havin' the plan\n  Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n  You see the type of shit I do on the track?\n  Hot shit like I poop in the jacket\n  Won't mack your bitch but yo I'm bout to come and mack your clique\n  Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\n  I yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\n  They ball all retarded Cuba Gooding up in radio\n  I long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\n  I'm past that, I wonder who appreciate it like a snapchat\n  Affleck, dunk the dude, I'm going hard for the grind but I tuck this move\n  I made war with the rhymes, motherfuck your crew\n  These bitches going Adolf, tryna fuck this Jew\n  I'm too nice like a motherfucker that fell in love with a boo\n  Twice as in double as fuckable as he was\n  And dude tries to be subtle and get a cuddle\n  Venting the troubles and getting the truffles and ending up\n  Befuddled when she don't fuck him and someone tell him listen\n  You bugging she never fucking a pedestrian mother like you\n  So why all the trouble but he rebuttal with\n  I think I just love her so I would shudder at the thought\n  Of being anything other than nice\n  Peeping like a Port-A-Potty\n  It wasn't even deep dang shit is still a hobby\n  It's too bad bitches sleeping on me threesome\n  'Cause now these bitches want to help but he don't need none\n  I'm all time like the Wall at the Bank\n  You've no shot like you drawing a blank\n  Honestly you probably couldn't hang man\n  I've been drawing a blank\n  Giving you lines while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n  So go in the rink, chilling like stoning and banging\n  And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n  Growing the stankist cannabis\n  Going rapping flowing smacking all these rappers\n  And showing the total package like my flaccid is growing fatter\n  Samoan cracker dapper rapper had to keep goin\n  Yeah that rap is a rap I know you rappers napping don't know it\n  There's a dagger pita pappa-tapping on the window\n  It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n  And I be snapping I mean I be splashing on the\n  Pay me your rain, fallin\n  Quicker than Aladdin's first name\n  Are you better than me?\n  Bruh\n"},{"id":35766828,"name":"Bruh...","trackName":"Bruh...","artistName":"Lil Dicky","albumName":"Professional Rapper","duration":26.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bruh\nBruh\nLD\nBruh\nA.K.A. stem cells\nErrybody know the cat like a dope meme\nI got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend\nThey saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve\nNowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing\nLike how them hoes want to get it with L\nThey know it's cold enough to charge like a letterman sale\nIf they gon' stand behind the bars I'm in federal jail\nI'm going far like a general mail\nOn that note I got the fellas saying what up, the tape what up\nThe same mothafucker playing with his steak cut up\nI'm great, shut up, the flowing no debate just us\nI'm out of shape but I'm straight to fuck\nYeah you know I got a chicken in the condo\nI was sick of getting off beat she a bongo\nNow she playing with the hard D being Rondo\nDrunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow\nHow I'm'a do?\nI got your ex coming next like a W do\nI gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\nI'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\nI'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chias a pet\nThey old news stocks plummet! Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\nForget about your era, Pat Summitt\nFinesse writtens\nI wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\nReligous like a couple of post-marital Christians\nI've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\nYou better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\nI'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\nMy shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\nI be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\nI take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\nAnd I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\nBut still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\nAh! 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Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\n[00:59.07] Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n[01:00.59] Finesse writtens\n[01:01.47] I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n[01:03.42] Religous like a couple of post-marital Christians\n[01:04.89] I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n[01:07.11] You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n[01:09.20] I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n[01:11.68] My shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\n[01:13.89] I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n[01:16.09] I take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\n[01:18.28] And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n[01:20.56] But still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\n[01:22.69] Ah! Got a chicken parm on the date it seem\n[01:25.21] But I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\n[01:27.49] I don't even got a job I just blaze and free\n[01:29.72] But still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\n[01:32.13] So come fuck with me\n[01:33.22] I got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\n[01:35.39] And I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\n[01:37.57] And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\n[01:39.92] Hey, that's a good ass life\n[01:41.14] Only thing I got left find a good ass wife\n[01:43.32] But yo I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\n[01:45.69] But in a year I'm'a bend over Michelle Obama\n[01:47.83] Bruh you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\n[01:49.98] I'm tryna get blue in most states like Barack\n[01:52.07] I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\n[01:54.27] And put her on D till we O, J Watt\n[01:56.59] I never hit the scene when I do I'm high and wasted\n[01:58.99] I'm fucking with them jeans love them bitches high waisted\n[02:01.15] I run around your team, you a player but I'm Naismith\n[02:03.52] And I Command V, while you copy I just paste it, face it\n[02:06.37] Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hell\n[02:09.52] You ain't knew it\n[02:10.49] If everybody had to tell the truth and you had to pick a dude\n[02:12.77] Spitting better than your dude: can't do it\n[02:14.70] Telling me damn you got bitches, damn you got hoes\n[02:17.39] Damn you got money, but damn I got flow\n[02:19.71] Damn you got riches, damn you clothes\n[02:21.96] Damn you got honeys but damn I got soul\n[02:24.37] Hold up. This shit I'm making's always tight it's like a yoga store\n[02:26.80] They all up in the other boat it's why I'm overboard\n[02:29.05] I'm taking time to do it right it's like a soda pour\n[02:31.23] 'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\n[02:33.55] Damn packing the van, wagging the man, cracking the ma'am\n[02:35.79] Packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\n[02:37.94] Tagging they 'grams, Manhattan was ham\n[02:39.35] Slapping the fans, playing havin' the plan\n[02:41.09] Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n[02:42.73] You see the type of shit I do on the track?\n[02:44.86] Hot shit like I poop in the jacket\n[02:46.27] Won't mack your bitch but yo I'm bout to come and mack your clique\n[02:49.03] Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\n[02:51.67] I yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\n[02:53.75] They ball all retarded Cuba Gooding up in radio\n[02:55.98] I long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\n[02:58.35] I'm 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Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\n  Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n  Finesse writtens\n  I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n  Religous like a couple of post-marital Christians\n  I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n  You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n  I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n  My shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\n  I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n  I take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\n  And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n  But still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\n  Ah! 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This shit I'm making's always tight it's like a yoga store\n  They all up in the other boat it's why I'm overboard\n  I'm taking time to do it right it's like a soda pour\n  'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\n  Damn packing the van, wagging the man, cracking the ma'am\n  Packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\n  Tagging they 'grams, Manhattan was ham\n  Slapping the fans, playing havin' the plan\n  Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n  You see the type of shit I do on the track?\n  Hot shit like I poop in the jacket\n  Won't mack your bitch but yo I'm bout to come and mack your clique\n  Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\n  I yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\n  They ball all retarded Cuba Gooding up in radio\n  I long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\n  I'm past that, I wonder who appreciate it like a snapchat\n  Affleck, dunk the dude, I'm going hard for the grind but I tuck this move\n  I made war with the rhymes, motherfuck your crew\n  These bitches going Adolf, tryna fuck this Jew\n  I'm too nice like a motherfucker that fell in love with a boo\n  Twice as in double as fuckable as he was\n  And dude tries to be subtle and get a cuddle\n  Venting the troubles and getting the truffles and ending up\n  Befuddled when she don't fuck him and someone tell him listen\n  You bugging she never fucking a pedestrian mother like you\n  So why all the trouble but he rebuttal with\n  I think I just love her so I would shudder at the thought\n  Of being anything other than nice\n  Peeping like a Port-A-Potty\n  It wasn't even deep dang shit is still a hobby\n  It's too bad bitches sleeping on me threesome\n  'Cause now these bitches want to help but he don't need none\n  I'm all time like the Wall at the Bank\n  You've no shot like you drawing a blank\n  Honestly you probably couldn't hang man\n  I've been drawing a blank\n  Giving you lines while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n  So go in the rink, chilling like stoning and banging\n  And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n  Growing the stankist cannabis\n  Going rapping flowing smacking all these rappers\n  And showing the total package like my flaccid is growing fatter\n  Samoan cracker dapper rapper had to keep goin\n  Yeah that rap is a rap I know you rappers napping don't know it\n  There's a dagger pita pappa-tapping on the window\n  It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n  And I be snapping I mean I be splashing on the\n  Pay me your rain, fallin\n  Quicker than Aladdin's first name\n  Are you better than me?\n  Bruh\n"},{"id":35766829,"name":"Bruh...","trackName":"Bruh...","artistName":"Lil Dicky","albumName":"Professional Rapper","duration":34.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bruh\nBruh\nLD\nBruh\nA.K.A. stem cells\nErrybody know the cat like a dope meme\nI got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend\nThey saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve\nNowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing\nLike how them hoes want to get it with L\nThey know it's cold enough to charge like a letterman sale\nIf they gon' stand behind the bars I'm in federal jail\nI'm going far like a general mail\nOn that note I got the fellas saying what up, the tape what up\nThe same mothafucker playing with his steak cut up\nI'm great, shut up, the flowing no debate just us\nI'm out of shape but I'm straight to fuck\nYeah you know I got a chicken in the condo\nI was sick of getting off beat she a bongo\nNow she playing with the hard D being Rondo\nDrunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow\nHow I'm'a do?\nI got your ex coming next like a W do\nI gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\nI'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\nI'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chias a pet\nThey old news stocks plummet! Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\nForget about your era, Pat Summitt\nFinesse writtens\nI wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\nReligous like a couple of post-marital Christians\nI've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\nYou better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\nI'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\nMy shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\nI be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\nI take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\nAnd I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\nBut still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\nAh! 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Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\n[00:59.07] Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n[01:00.59] Finesse writtens\n[01:01.47] I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n[01:03.42] Religous like a couple of post-marital Christians\n[01:04.89] I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n[01:07.11] You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n[01:09.20] I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n[01:11.68] My shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\n[01:13.89] I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n[01:16.09] I take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\n[01:18.28] And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n[01:20.56] But still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\n[01:22.69] Ah! 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rappers\n  start_ms: 230720\n  end_ms: 232500\n- text: And showing the total package like my flaccid is growing fatter\n  start_ms: 232500\n  end_ms: 234930\n- text: Samoan cracker dapper rapper had to keep goin\n  start_ms: 234930\n  end_ms: 237010\n- text: Yeah that rap is a rap I know you rappers napping don't know it\n  start_ms: 237010\n  end_ms: 239370\n- text: There's a dagger pita pappa-tapping on the window\n  start_ms: 239370\n  end_ms: 241220\n- text: It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n  start_ms: 241220\n  end_ms: 243670\n- text: And I be snapping I mean I be splashing on the\n  start_ms: 243670\n  end_ms: 245320\n- text: Pay me your rain, fallin\n  start_ms: 245320\n  end_ms: 246470\n- text: Quicker than Aladdin's first name\n  start_ms: 246470\n  end_ms: 247770\n- text: Are you better than me?\n  start_ms: 247770\n  end_ms: 249740\n- text: Bruh\n  start_ms: 249740\nplain: |-\n  Bruh\n  Bruh\n  LD\n  Bruh\n  A.K.A. stem cells\n  Errybody know the 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Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\n  Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n  Finesse writtens\n  I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n  Religous like a couple of post-marital Christians\n  I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n  You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n  I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n  My shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\n  I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n  I take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\n  And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n  But still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\n  Ah! Got a chicken parm on the date it seem\n  But I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\n  I don't even got a job I just blaze and free\n  But still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\n  So come fuck with me\n  I got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\n  And I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\n  And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\n  Hey, that's a good ass life\n  Only thing I got left find a good ass wife\n  But yo I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\n  But in a year I'm'a bend over Michelle Obama\n  Bruh you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\n  I'm tryna get blue in most states like Barack\n  I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\n  And put her on D till we O, J Watt\n  I never hit the scene when I do I'm high and wasted\n  I'm fucking with them jeans love them bitches high waisted\n  I run around your team, you a player but I'm Naismith\n  And I Command V, while you copy I just paste it, face it\n  Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hell\n  You ain't knew it\n  If everybody had to tell the truth and you had to pick a dude\n  Spitting better than your dude: can't do it\n  Telling me damn you got bitches, damn you got hoes\n  Damn you got money, but damn I got flow\n  Damn you got riches, damn you clothes\n  Damn you got honeys but damn I got soul\n  Hold up. This shit I'm making's always tight it's like a yoga store\n  They all up in the other boat it's why I'm overboard\n  I'm taking time to do it right it's like a soda pour\n  'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\n  Damn packing the van, wagging the man, cracking the ma'am\n  Packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\n  Tagging they 'grams, Manhattan was ham\n  Slapping the fans, playing havin' the plan\n  Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n  You see the type of shit I do on the track?\n  Hot shit like I poop in the jacket\n  Won't mack your bitch but yo I'm bout to come and mack your clique\n  Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\n  I yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\n  They ball all retarded Cuba Gooding up in radio\n  I long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\n  I'm past that, I wonder who appreciate it like a snapchat\n  Affleck, dunk the dude, I'm going hard for the grind but I tuck this move\n  I made war with the rhymes, motherfuck your crew\n  These bitches going Adolf, tryna fuck this Jew\n  I'm too nice like a motherfucker that fell in love with a boo\n  Twice as in double as fuckable as he was\n  And dude tries to be subtle and get a cuddle\n  Venting the troubles and getting the truffles and ending up\n  Befuddled when she don't fuck him and someone tell him listen\n  You bugging she never fucking a pedestrian mother like you\n  So why all the trouble but he rebuttal with\n  I think I just love her so I would shudder at the thought\n  Of being anything other than nice\n  Peeping like a Port-A-Potty\n  It wasn't even deep dang shit is still a hobby\n  It's too bad bitches sleeping on me threesome\n  'Cause now these bitches want to help but he don't need none\n  I'm all time like the Wall at the Bank\n  You've no shot like you drawing a blank\n  Honestly you probably couldn't hang man\n  I've been drawing a blank\n  Giving you lines while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n  So go in the rink, chilling like stoning and banging\n  And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n  Growing the stankist cannabis\n  Going rapping flowing smacking all these rappers\n  And showing the total package like my flaccid is growing fatter\n  Samoan cracker dapper rapper had to keep goin\n  Yeah that rap is a rap I know you rappers napping don't know it\n  There's a dagger pita pappa-tapping on the window\n  It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n  And I be snapping I mean I be splashing on the\n  Pay me your rain, fallin\n  Quicker than Aladdin's first name\n  Are you better than me?\n  Bruh\n"},{"id":35766825,"name":"Bruh...","trackName":"Bruh...","artistName":"Lil Dicky","albumName":"Professional Rapper","duration":29.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bruh\nBruh\nLD\nBruh\nA.K.A. stem cells\nErrybody know the cat like a dope meme\nI got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend\nThey saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve\nNowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing\nLike how them hoes want to get it with L\nThey know it's cold enough to charge like a letterman sale\nIf they gon' stand behind the bars I'm in federal jail\nI'm going far like a general mail\nOn that note I got the fellas saying what up, the tape what up\nThe same mothafucker playing with his steak cut up\nI'm great, shut up, the flowing no debate just us\nI'm out of shape but I'm straight to fuck\nYeah you know I got a chicken in the condo\nI was sick of getting off beat she a bongo\nNow she playing with the hard D being Rondo\nDrunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow\nHow I'm'a do?\nI got your ex coming next like a W do\nI gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\nI'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\nI'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chias a pet\nThey old news stocks plummet! 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This shit I'm making's always tight it's like a yoga store\nThey all up in the other boat it's why I'm overboard\nI'm taking time to do it right it's like a soda pour\n'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\nDamn packing the van, wagging the man, cracking the ma'am\nPacking the stands, had them clapping they hands\nTagging they 'grams, Manhattan was ham\nSlapping the fans, playing havin' the plan\nFans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\nYou see the type of shit I do on the track?\nHot shit like I poop in the jacket\nWon't mack your bitch but yo I'm bout to come and mack your clique\nYour whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\nI yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\nThey ball all retarded Cuba Gooding up in radio\nI long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\nI'm past that, I wonder who appreciate it like a snapchat\nAffleck, dunk the dude, I'm going hard for the grind but I tuck this move\nI made war with the rhymes, motherfuck your crew\nThese bitches going Adolf, tryna fuck this Jew\nI'm too nice like a motherfucker that fell in love with a boo\nTwice as in double as fuckable as he was\nAnd dude tries to be subtle and get a cuddle\nVenting the troubles and getting the truffles and ending up\nBefuddled when she don't fuck him and someone tell him listen\nYou bugging she never fucking a pedestrian mother like you\nSo why all the trouble but he rebuttal with\nI think I just love her so I would shudder at the thought\nOf being anything other than nice\nPeeping like a Port-A-Potty\nIt wasn't even deep dang shit is still a hobby\nIt's too bad bitches sleeping on me threesome\n'Cause now these bitches want to help but he don't need none\nI'm all time like the Wall at the Bank\nYou've no shot like you drawing a blank\nHonestly you probably couldn't hang man\nI've been drawing a blank\nGiving you lines while you sitting there and drawing a blank\nSo go in the rink, chilling like stoning and banging\nAnd I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\nGrowing the stankist cannabis\nGoing rapping flowing smacking all these rappers\nAnd showing the total package like my flaccid is growing fatter\nSamoan cracker dapper rapper had to keep goin\nYeah that rap is a rap I know you rappers napping don't know it\nThere's a dagger pita pappa-tapping on the window\nIt's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\nAnd I be snapping I mean I be splashing on the\nPay me your rain, fallin\nQuicker than Aladdin's first name\nAre you better than me?\nBruh","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.66] Bruh\n[00:04.02] Bruh\n[00:05.03] LD\n[00:05.51] Bruh\n[00:07.06] A.K.A. stem cells\n[00:08.46] Errybody know the cat like a dope meme\n[00:11.04] I got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend\n[00:13.23] They saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve\n[00:15.46] Nowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing\n[00:17.76] Like how them hoes want to get it with L\n[00:19.55] They know it's cold enough to charge like a letterman sale\n[00:21.88] If they gon' stand behind the bars I'm in federal jail\n[00:24.11] I'm going far like a general mail\n[00:25.75] On that note I got the fellas saying what up, the tape what up\n[00:28.51] The same mothafucker playing with his steak cut up\n[00:30.88] I'm great, shut up, the flowing no debate just us\n[00:33.12] I'm out of shape but I'm straight to fuck\n[00:35.00] Yeah you know I got a chicken in the condo\n[00:36.93] I was sick of getting off beat she a bongo\n[00:39.26] Now she playing with the hard D being Rondo\n[00:41.43] Drunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow\n[00:43.80] How I'm'a do?\n[00:44.65] I got your ex coming next like a W do\n[00:46.83] I gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\n[00:48.96] I'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\n[00:51.32] I'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n[00:53.50] 'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chias a pet\n[00:55.73] They old news stocks plummet! Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\n[00:59.07] Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n[01:00.59] Finesse writtens\n[01:01.47] I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n[01:03.42] Religous like a couple of post-marital Christians\n[01:04.89] I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n[01:07.11] You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n[01:09.20] I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n[01:11.68] My shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\n[01:13.89] I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n[01:16.09] I take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\n[01:18.28] And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n[01:20.56] But still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\n[01:22.69] Ah! Got a chicken parm on the date it seem\n[01:25.21] But I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\n[01:27.49] I don't even got a job I just blaze and free\n[01:29.72] But still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\n[01:32.13] So come fuck with me\n[01:33.22] I got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\n[01:35.39] And I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\n[01:37.57] And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\n[01:39.92] Hey, that's a good ass life\n[01:41.14] Only thing I got left find a good ass wife\n[01:43.32] But yo I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\n[01:45.69] But in a year I'm'a bend over Michelle Obama\n[01:47.83] Bruh you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\n[01:49.98] I'm tryna get blue in most states like Barack\n[01:52.07] I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\n[01:54.27] And put her on D till we O, J Watt\n[01:56.59] I never hit the scene when I do I'm high and wasted\n[01:58.99] I'm fucking with them jeans love them bitches high waisted\n[02:01.15] I run around your team, you a player but I'm Naismith\n[02:03.52] And I Command V, while you copy I just paste it, face it\n[02:06.37] Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hell\n[02:09.52] You ain't knew it\n[02:10.49] If everybody had to tell the truth and you had to pick a dude\n[02:12.77] Spitting better than your dude: can't do it\n[02:14.70] Telling me damn you got bitches, damn you got hoes\n[02:17.39] Damn you got money, but damn I got flow\n[02:19.71] Damn you got riches, damn you clothes\n[02:21.96] Damn you got honeys but damn I got soul\n[02:24.37] Hold up. This shit I'm making's always tight it's like a yoga store\n[02:26.80] They all up in the other boat it's why I'm overboard\n[02:29.05] I'm taking time to do it right it's like a soda pour\n[02:31.23] 'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\n[02:33.55] Damn packing the van, wagging the man, cracking the ma'am\n[02:35.79] Packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\n[02:37.94] Tagging they 'grams, Manhattan was ham\n[02:39.35] Slapping the fans, playing havin' the plan\n[02:41.09] Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n[02:42.73] You see the type of shit I do on the track?\n[02:44.86] Hot shit like I poop in the jacket\n[02:46.27] Won't mack your bitch but yo I'm bout to come and mack your clique\n[02:49.03] Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\n[02:51.67] I yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\n[02:53.75] They ball all retarded Cuba Gooding up in radio\n[02:55.98] I long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\n[02:58.35] I'm 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threesome\n[03:34.59] 'Cause now these bitches want to help but he don't need none\n[03:36.95] I'm all time like the Wall at the Bank\n[03:39.02] You've no shot like you drawing a blank\n[03:40.46] Honestly you probably couldn't hang man\n[03:42.26] I've been drawing a blank\n[03:43.35] Giving you lines while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n[03:45.55] So go in the rink, chilling like stoning and banging\n[03:47.91] And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n[03:49.66] Growing the stankist cannabis\n[03:50.72] Going rapping flowing smacking all these rappers\n[03:52.50] And showing the total package like my flaccid is growing fatter\n[03:54.93] Samoan cracker dapper rapper had to keep goin\n[03:57.01] Yeah that rap is a rap I know you rappers napping don't know it\n[03:59.37] There's a dagger pita pappa-tapping on the window\n[04:01.22] It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n[04:03.67] And I be snapping I mean I be splashing on the\n[04:05.32] Pay me your 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cat like a dope meme\n  I got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend\n  They saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve\n  Nowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing\n  Like how them hoes want to get it with L\n  They know it's cold enough to charge like a letterman sale\n  If they gon' stand behind the bars I'm in federal jail\n  I'm going far like a general mail\n  On that note I got the fellas saying what up, the tape what up\n  The same mothafucker playing with his steak cut up\n  I'm great, shut up, the flowing no debate just us\n  I'm out of shape but I'm straight to fuck\n  Yeah you know I got a chicken in the condo\n  I was sick of getting off beat she a bongo\n  Now she playing with the hard D being Rondo\n  Drunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow\n  How I'm'a do?\n  I got your ex coming next like a W do\n  I gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\n  I'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\n  I'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n  'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chias a pet\n  They old news stocks plummet! Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!\n  Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n  Finesse writtens\n  I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n  Religous like a couple of post-marital Christians\n  I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n  You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n  I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n  My shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin\n  I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n  I take chick p and smash, I call it hummus\n  And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n  But still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying\n  Ah! Got a chicken parm on the date it seem\n  But I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\n  I don't even got a job I just blaze and free\n  But still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\n  So come fuck with me\n  I got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\n  And I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\n  And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\n  Hey, that's a good ass life\n  Only thing I got left find a good ass wife\n  But yo I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\n  But in a year I'm'a bend over Michelle Obama\n  Bruh you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\n  I'm tryna get blue in most states like Barack\n  I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\n  And put her on D till we O, J Watt\n  I never hit the scene when I do I'm high and wasted\n  I'm fucking with them jeans love them bitches high waisted\n  I run around your team, you a player but I'm Naismith\n  And I Command V, while you copy I just paste it, face it\n  Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hell\n  You ain't knew it\n  If everybody had to tell the truth and you had to pick a dude\n  Spitting better than your dude: can't do it\n  Telling me damn you got bitches, damn you got hoes\n  Damn you got money, but damn I got flow\n  Damn you got riches, damn you clothes\n  Damn you got honeys but damn I got soul\n  Hold up. This shit I'm making's always tight it's like a yoga store\n  They all up in the other boat it's why I'm overboard\n  I'm taking time to do it right it's like a soda pour\n  'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\n  Damn packing the van, wagging the man, cracking the ma'am\n  Packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\n  Tagging they 'grams, Manhattan was ham\n  Slapping the fans, playing havin' the plan\n  Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n  You see the type of shit I do on the track?\n  Hot shit like I poop in the jacket\n  Won't mack your bitch but yo I'm bout to come and mack your clique\n  Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\n  I yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\n  They ball all retarded Cuba Gooding up in radio\n  I long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\n  I'm past that, I wonder who appreciate it like a snapchat\n  Affleck, dunk the dude, I'm going hard for the grind but I tuck this move\n  I made war with the rhymes, motherfuck your crew\n  These bitches going Adolf, tryna fuck this Jew\n  I'm too nice like a motherfucker that fell in love with a boo\n  Twice as in double as fuckable as he was\n  And dude tries to be subtle and get a cuddle\n  Venting the troubles and getting the truffles and ending up\n  Befuddled when she don't fuck him and someone tell him listen\n  You bugging she never fucking a pedestrian mother like you\n  So why all the trouble but he rebuttal with\n  I think I just love her so I would shudder at the thought\n  Of being anything other than nice\n  Peeping like a Port-A-Potty\n  It wasn't even deep dang shit is still a hobby\n  It's too bad bitches sleeping on me threesome\n  'Cause now these bitches want to help but he don't need none\n  I'm all time like the Wall at the Bank\n  You've no shot like you drawing a blank\n  Honestly you probably couldn't hang man\n  I've been drawing a blank\n  Giving you lines while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n  So go in the rink, chilling like stoning and banging\n  And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n  Growing the stankist cannabis\n  Going rapping flowing smacking all these rappers\n  And showing the total package like my flaccid is growing fatter\n  Samoan cracker dapper rapper had to keep goin\n  Yeah that rap is a rap I know you rappers napping don't know it\n  There's a dagger pita pappa-tapping on the window\n  It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n  And I be snapping I mean I be splashing on the\n  Pay me your rain, fallin\n  Quicker than Aladdin's first name\n  Are you better than me?\n  Bruh\n"},{"id":16306730,"name":"Bruh... 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'til we O, J Watt\n  start_ms: 114750\n  end_ms: 116730\n- text: I never hit the scene, when I do, I'm high and wasted\n  start_ms: 116730\n  end_ms: 119420\n- text: I'm fucking with them jeans, love them bitches high-waisted\n  start_ms: 119420\n  end_ms: 121640\n- text: I run around your team, you a player, but I'm Naismith\n  start_ms: 121640\n  end_ms: 124080\n- text: And I command V, while you copy, I just paste it, face it\n  start_ms: 124080\n  end_ms: 127140\n- text: Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hail, you ain't knew it\n  start_ms: 127140\n  end_ms: 130880\n- text: If evrrybody had to tell the truth, and you had to pick a dude\n  start_ms: 130880\n  end_ms: 133250\n- text: Spitting better than your dude, can't do it\n  start_ms: 133250\n  end_ms: 135250\n- text: Telling me, damn, you got bitches, damn, you got hoes\n  start_ms: 135250\n  end_ms: 138090\n- text: Damn, you got money, but damn, I got flow\n  start_ms: 138090\n  end_ms: 140490\n- text: Damn, you got riches, damn, you got clothes\n  start_ms: 140490\n  end_ms: 142760\n- text: Damn, you got honeys, but damn, I got soul, hold up\n  start_ms: 142760\n  end_ms: 145050\n- text: This shit I'm making's always tight, it's like a yoga store\n  start_ms: 145050\n  end_ms: 147310\n- text: They all up in the other boat, it's why I'm overboard\n  start_ms: 147310\n  end_ms: 149530\n- text: I'm taking time to do it right, it's like a soda pour\n  start_ms: 149530\n  end_ms: 151760\n- text: '''Cause we ain''t loving all you bitches like we spoken for'\n  start_ms: 151760\n  end_ms: 154060\n- text: Damn, packing the bandwagon, the man cracking\n  start_ms: 154060\n  end_ms: 156160\n- text: The man packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\n  start_ms: 156160\n  end_ms: 157900\n- text: Tagging they Grams, Manhattan was ham\n  start_ms: 157900\n  end_ms: 159970\n- text: Slapping the fans, playing having the plan\n  start_ms: 159970\n  end_ms: 161410\n- text: Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n  start_ms: 161410\n  end_ms: 163300\n- text: You see the type of shit I do on the track?\n  start_ms: 163300\n  end_ms: 165160\n- text: Hot shit, like I poop in the jacket\n  start_ms: 165160\n  end_ms: 166590\n- text: Won't mack your bitch, but yo, I'm 'bout to come and mack your clique\n  start_ms: 166590\n  end_ms: 169670\n- text: Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\n  start_ms: 169670\n  end_ms: 172030\n- text: I yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\n  start_ms: 172030\n  end_ms: 174220\n- text: They ball all retarded, Cuba Gooding up in radio\n  start_ms: 174220\n  end_ms: 176380\n- text: I long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\n  start_ms: 176380\n  end_ms: 178660\n- text: I'm past that, I wonder who appreciate it like a Snapchat\n  start_ms: 178660\n  end_ms: 181840\n- text: Aflac, duck the dude, I'm going hard for the grind, but I tuck this move\n  start_ms: 181840\n  end_ms: 185360\n- text: I made war with the rhymes, motherfuck your crew\n  start_ms: 185360\n  end_ms: 187520\n- text: These bitches going Adolf, tryna fuck this Jew\n  start_ms: 187520\n  end_ms: 189860\n- text: I'm too nice, like a motherfucker that fell in love with a boo twice\n  start_ms: 189860\n  end_ms: 192780\n- text: As in double as fuckable as he was and dude tries\n  start_ms: 192780\n  end_ms: 195160\n- text: To be subtle and get her cuddling\n  start_ms: 195160\n  end_ms: 196560\n- text: Venting her troubles and getting her truffles\n  start_ms: 196560\n  end_ms: 198130\n- text: And ending up befuddled when she don't fuck him\n  start_ms: 198130\n  end_ms: 199750\n- text: And someone tell him, \"Listen, you bugging\n  start_ms: 199750\n  end_ms: 201200\n- text: She never fucking a pedestrian muggle like you\n  start_ms: 201200\n  end_ms: 203380\n- text: So why all the trouble?\" but he rebuttal with\n  start_ms: 203380\n  end_ms: 204750\n- text: '\"I think I just love her, so I would shudder at the thought'\n  start_ms: 204750\n  end_ms: 206100\n- text: Of being anything other than nice?\" (I'm that nice)\n  start_ms: 206100\n  end_ms: 209340\n- text: Peeping like a Porta Potty\n  start_ms: 209340\n  end_ms: 210780\n- text: It wasn't even deep, dang, shit is still a hobby\n  start_ms: 210780\n  end_ms: 213020\n- text: It's too bad bitches sleeping on me, threesome\n  start_ms: 213020\n  end_ms: 215360\n- text: '''Cause now these bitches want to help, but he don''t need none'\n  start_ms: 215360\n  end_ms: 217650\n- text: I'm all time, like the Wall at the Bank\n  start_ms: 217650\n  end_ms: 219370\n- text: You've no shot, like you drawing a blank\n  start_ms: 219370\n  end_ms: 221130\n- text: Honestly, you probably couldn't hang, man, I've been drawing a blank\n  start_ms: 221130\n  end_ms: 223950\n- text: Giving you lines, while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n  start_ms: 223950\n  end_ms: 226130\n- text: So go in the rink, chilling like it's dough in the bank\n  start_ms: 226130\n  end_ms: 228330\n- text: And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n  start_ms: 228330\n  end_ms: 230150\n- text: Growing the stankest cannabis\n  start_ms: 230150\n  end_ms: 231100\n- text: Doing rap and pro-est smacking the hoe-est rappers\n  start_ms: 231100\n  end_ms: 232900\n- text: And showing the total package, like my flaccid is growing fatter\n  start_ms: 232900\n  end_ms: 235310\n- text: Samoan cracker, dapper rapper, had to keep going\n  start_ms: 235310\n  end_ms: 237320\n- text: Yeah, that rap is a wrap, I know you rappers napping, don't know it\n  start_ms: 237320\n  end_ms: 239430\n- text: There's a dagger pita pappa, tapping on the window\n  start_ms: 239430\n  end_ms: 241500\n- text: It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n  start_ms: 241500\n  end_ms: 243790\n- text: And I be snapping, I mean I be splashing on the pane me your rain\n  start_ms: 243790\n  end_ms: 246770\n- text: Falling quicker than Aladdin for his dame\n  start_ms: 246770\n  end_ms: 248350\n- text: Oh, you better than me?\n  start_ms: 248350\n  end_ms: 249810\n- text: Bruh\n  start_ms: 249810\n  end_ms: 250430\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 250430\nplain: |-\n  Bruh\n  Bruh\n  LD\n  Bruh\n  A.K.A Stem Cells\n\n  Evrrybody know the cat like a dope meme\n  I got 'em buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend\n  They saw 'em come up with a Mac, yeah, I'm so Steve\n  Nowadays, bitches tryna crack, got 'em ODing\n  Like, how them hoes want to get it with L?\n  They know it's cold enough to charge, like a letterman sale\n  If they gon' stand behind the bars, I'm in federal jail\n  I'm going far like a general mail\n\n  On that note, I got the fellas saying \"What up,\" the tape, what up?\n  The same motherfucker playing with his steak cut up\n  I'm great, shut up, the flowing, no debate, just us\n  I'm out of shape, but I'm straight to fuck\n  Yeah, you know I got a chicken in the condo\n  I was sick of getting off beat, she a bongo\n  Now she playing with the hard D, being Rondo\n  Drunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow, how I'ma do?\n\n  I got your ex coming next like a W do\n  I gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct\n  I'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press\n  I'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess\n  'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chia's a pet\n  They old news, stocks plummet, men's leg hair, they ain't cut it\n  Forget about your era, Pat Summitt\n  Finesse writtens\n\n  I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting\n  Religious like a couple of post-marital Christians\n  I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living\n  You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch\n  I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja\n  My shit is gripping when I run it, how the fuck I be slipping?\n  I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed\n  I take chick, pee, and smash, I call it hummus\n\n  And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing\n  And still nobody fucking with the kid, I'm just saying, ah\n  Got a chicken parm on the date, it seem\n  But I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese\n  I don't even got a job, I just blaze and free\n  But still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees\n\n  So come fuck with me\n  I got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me\n  And I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky\n  And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me\n  Hey, that's a good ass life\n  Only thing I got left, find a good ass wife\n  But yo, I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom\n  But in a year, I'ma bend over Michelle Obama\n  Bruh, you know I gotta do it while I'm hot\n\n  I'm tryna get blew in most states like Barack\n  I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock\n  And put her on D 'til we O, J Watt\n  I never hit the scene, when I do, I'm high and wasted\n  I'm fucking with them jeans, love them bitches high-waisted\n  I run around your team, you a player, but I'm Naismith\n  And I command V, while you copy, I just paste it, face it\n\n  Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hail, you ain't knew it\n  If evrrybody had to tell the truth, and you had to pick a dude\n  Spitting better than your dude, can't do it\n  Telling me, damn, you got bitches, damn, you got hoes\n  Damn, you got money, but damn, I got flow\n  Damn, you got riches, damn, you got clothes\n  Damn, you got honeys, but damn, I got soul, hold up\n\n  This shit I'm making's always tight, it's like a yoga store\n  They all up in the other boat, it's why I'm overboard\n  I'm taking time to do it right, it's like a soda pour\n  'Cause we ain't loving all you bitches like we spoken for\n  Damn, packing the bandwagon, the man cracking\n  The man packing the stands, had them clapping they hands\n  Tagging they Grams, Manhattan was ham\n  Slapping the fans, playing having the plan\n  Fans rapping the jams, sagging my pants\n\n  You see the type of shit I do on the track?\n  Hot shit, like I poop in the jacket\n  Won't mack your bitch, but yo, I'm 'bout to come and mack your clique\n  Your whole friend group fucking with Dick (no hetero)\n  I yawn when I hear these motherfuckers on the radio\n  They ball all retarded, Cuba Gooding up in radio\n  I long for the moment I can say that's not debatable\n  I'm past that, I wonder who appreciate it like a Snapchat\n\n  Aflac, duck the dude, I'm going hard for the grind, but I tuck this move\n  I made war with the rhymes, motherfuck your crew\n  These bitches going Adolf, tryna fuck this Jew\n  I'm too nice, like a motherfucker that fell in love with a boo twice\n  As in double as fuckable as he was and dude tries\n  To be subtle and get her cuddling\n  Venting her troubles and getting her truffles\n\n  And ending up befuddled when she don't fuck him\n  And someone tell him, \"Listen, you bugging\n  She never fucking a pedestrian muggle like you\n  So why all the trouble?\" but he rebuttal with\n  \"I think I just love her, so I would shudder at the thought\n  Of being anything other than nice?\" (I'm that nice)\n\n  Peeping like a Porta Potty\n  It wasn't even deep, dang, shit is still a hobby\n  It's too bad bitches sleeping on me, threesome\n  'Cause now these bitches want to help, but he don't need none\n  I'm all time, like the Wall at the Bank\n  You've no shot, like you drawing a blank\n  Honestly, you probably couldn't hang, man, I've been drawing a blank\n  Giving you lines, while you sitting there and drawing a blank\n\n  So go in the rink, chilling like it's dough in the bank\n  And I'm flowing danker than a grower in Napa\n  Growing the stankest cannabis\n  Doing rap and pro-est smacking the hoe-est rappers\n  And showing the total package, like my flaccid is growing fatter\n  Samoan cracker, dapper rapper, had to keep going\n\n  Yeah, that rap is a wrap, I know you rappers napping, don't know it\n  There's a dagger pita pappa, tapping on the window\n  It's a real accurate metaphor of what you having in store\n  And I be snapping, I mean I be splashing on the pane me your rain\n  Falling quicker than Aladdin for his dame\n  Oh, you better than me?\n\n  Bruh\n"}]