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Aye y'all, on the real

I've been like over thinking everything these days

And I just wanted to come in today

And just have no plan and just make a song

So this song ain't about shit, it's just what I'm thinking

[Verse 1:]

I should have done this before

I ain't got no plans for it, but it's fun to explore

I ain't got no pants on because I'm under record

I been some non-constrictive type of shit

I left my skinny jeans up on the floor of my adorable apartament

Pardon me, part of me, hard to believe

Retarded, part of me smart as a Harvard graduate deaggregate

Well above the averages, wondering where my salad is

I hate when they get salads but

It's hard for me to challenge that

I need to fucking balance all the crap that I devour

I been scouring the internet, been tryna find an intimate

Place to take an Tinder date

Straight up I'm amazed at how infrequently they pick me

I been spitting great, you think again my ass a dinner date

I'm thinking 'bout my gas, last I looked at that graphic, shit

Was creeping to the E, that's a terrible habit, man

Honestly, your boy been way to busy making dicky shit

Gotta rap, gotta get up on the map, gotta get a nap

Gotta get it cracking and get a plaque

Gotta go attract the masses but it's such molasses going

Slow as slow can go

I don't even know if I could wait

I just wanna run but I'm growing out of shape

In my PJ's being DJ, hit a replay, tryna get a little leeway

Overthinking every little thing, it's crazy

You ain't got to be rapping so crazy, just to persuade the nation

That you know how to be rapping amazing

Bro, on occasion you should let it go and let your brain flow

And say whatever come into... oh my God, that girl's so hot


Suck my dick, ho, suck my dick

Suck my dick, ho, suck my dick

Come suck my dick, ho, suck my dick

Or at the very least, touch my dick

[Verse 2:]

Okay, excuse my libido

But the titties on that girl, homie, holy toledo

I just wanna see the world, think of all of it's people

I'm living so regal but wonder what I'd see through a peephole

Into Kinsacha or some shit, impossible but

It's probable they got a lot of people feeling some stuff, so

Oddly enough, I could probly become a buff

I bet they got a show up on Discovery but fuck it

I don't really care, out of tupperware, plus I'm out of underwear

I swear that doing laundry such a process I don't wanna bare

I want a bear that I can train, just imagine pouring rain

And comin' home and there's a panda snoring on the floor

That you can hug and praise, hundred days

Since I fucked that lady, don't play me, it's crazy

But I stay in, unless they play shit, rotten tomatoes

Lable eighty seven, the higher I are I admire art

Well, certain kind of art, I hate them paintings that

I swear that your boy can make and I'm tryna get in shape

By avoiding cake and I wanna get a place where the boys can stay

With a gate when they visit Dave in LA

What a shame vaca days is dead to me

Instead dude, get bread to them

My best moves at your venues and my set playing in your bedroom

That's head to me, real shit and my hand doing real slick

Cause I swear to y'all, I ain't plan for this

It's new territory, but it's real shit

And I'm real pissed this took an hour

Instead of days, but it's amazing

What's spontaneity, do for ya

And if you don't like it, you can...



I like the way this came out, that hook is fire

You know what I'm saying?

That hook is the easiest hook I ever made in my fucking life

And that shit is, that shit goes, I gotta do this shit more often

Lil Dicky - Spontaneity – текст

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