Sway In The Morning Freestyle lyrics - Lil Dicky

 I like to play it cool like I'm not that

On the low who'd assume 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 shit 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 fucked 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 bitches 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 muhfucka 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 fuck

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 bitches 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 bitches to fuck with the spittin religious like a couple of us marital Christians

Been official Dick Bevetta A livin

Betta' dig it like you bitches got a mill and a ditch

And I'm killin' this shit, I be kickin' like a villainous ninja

Gripping when I run it how the fuck 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 shit I'm just playing

Still nobody fuckin' 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 fuck with me

I got a couple hun'ed bitches doin' drugs with me

I got a couple dozen bitches tryin' to hug Dicky

And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me

Aye that's a good ass 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'ma bend over Michelle Obama

I gotta do it while I'm hot

Tryna get blue in most states like Barack

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 fuckin' with them jeans

Love them bitches high-waisted

I run around your team

You a player but I'm Naismith

I command v, while 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