Hannibal Interlude lyrics - Lil Dicky (feat. Hannibal Buress)

[Lil Dicky:]
And now a message from Hannibal Buress
Blaa, uh, sorry, sorry
And now a message from Hannibal Buress

[Hannibal Buress:]
Aye, mane, I'm fucking with this shit. It's good to listen to a professional rapper for once, but Lil Dicky is a horrible rap name. That's some weird shit; you got grown men having to call you Lil Dicky in the streets like "Aye, what's up Lil Dicky. Bars man, you be spittin' bars". That's real inconsiderate for you to make that your rap name and it's probably - Is that the worst rap name? I saw a dude named Hogman, The Intruder, no, I just made that up, but it's it's not the worst rap name I've heard at all, man

Here's some tips if you rappers wanna be more professional:
First of all, stop rappin' over your own vocals at your concert. Clear your goddamn instrumental and rap over it, I don't wanna hear you rappin' over your raps, muthafuckas. Also, stop have thirty five people on stage - who are these people?! Are you travelin' with these people or did you hire them locally? Did you pay for their travel? Get all of those muthafuckas off of the stage. It's confusing. I don't like it. You can't do that at other jobs. You can't be an accountant like "Hey I'm about to do your taxes, here's my thirty friends just standin' around doing nothing while I do your taxes"; fuck outta here

Also, stop talkin' 'bout the same shit. I don't think you have a fresh take on havin' money. I'm tired of hearing about it, I don't, I don't think it's interesting. These muthafuckas need to mix it up. I think I've heard every perspective on havin' money or I used to have money and I oh I got money, I didn't have money, I got more money than you'll ever get, I never thought I would get all this money, I had money now I'm getting more money. Stop getting soo many chains. You don't need that many chains - you only need one chain. Or if you're 2 Chainz, you can have two chains, but not more than that

$Ave Dat Money lyrics - Lil Dicky (feat. Fetty Wap & Rich Homie Quan)

[Intro:]
LD, AKA The Independent Variable
Trap God, and we servin' up the whole world

[Hook - Fetty Wap:]
Ay, where the gold at, baby?
Ay, where the clothes at, baby?
Ay, where the dough at, baby?
In the bank but you know I ain't tryna blow that, baby
Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so thrifty)
Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so stingy)
Ay, we gon' save that money
What we do? We gon' save that money

[Verse 1 - Lil Dicky:]
Rap game got it all wrong
We ain't 'bout to go and spend money just to flex on them
We ain't really got it like y'all (Yeah, baby!)
I'm a type of motherfucker that'll check the check
Do the math, I ain't never gettin' robbed
Those margaritas not goin' on my card
I ain't 'bout to split a damn thing for convenience sake
I'm at the restaurant workin' that waitress
Hold up
You ain't heard of Lil Dave, Yung L, The Jew Biz Major?
Fuck you know about the world he was raised in?
I've been savin' money since a motherfucker thirteen
I wear the same pair of jeans everyday
Free sandwiches, homie, two stamps away
Book flight December but I leave in May
Drugs are generic but still work the same
I get logins for Netflix from my cousin Greg
Thanks Greg!

[Hook - Fetty Wap:]
Ay, where the gold at, baby?
Ay, where the clothes at, baby?
Ay, where the dough at, baby?
In the bank but you know I ain't tryna blow that, baby
Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so thrifty)
Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so stingy)
Ay, we gon' save that money
What we do? We gon' save that money

[Verse 2 - Rich Homie Quan:]
All of my luggage is Louie V, I swear to God, nigga
All of my bitches be scared of me, I put that rod in 'em
All of them bitches actin' thoughtless, I disregard 'em
All of them bitches actin' holy, ain't got no God in 'em
I can teach a lil nigga somethin', like a preacher
I can take his ass church fresh as hell, no Easter
I can make his ass burp like a baby without no hiccup
I can...

[Interlude:]
Quan what's this have to do with saving money though?
You know a full verse would have been too expensive anyways
I think

[Verse 3 - Lil Dicky:]
I ain't parkin' that unless the meter green, homie
Hair cut several months in-between, homie
Hit the motherfuckin' lights when I leave, homie
Single ply TP ass bleed
Air B&B the mother fucker, least I'm never there
I'm not in Cali, why the fuck my company in Delaware?
Happy hour takin' out the chicken, I don't even care
That applies to both dating and wings
Peep matinees phone bill got the motherfuckin' fam on it
401k rollin' over bands on it
Coppin' sweaters in the summer with the sale on it
The fuck you rappers bragging bout? You overpay for it

[Hook - Fetty Wap:]
Ay, where the gold at, baby?
Ay, where the clothes at, baby?
Ay, where the dough at, baby?
In the bank but you know I ain't tryna blow that, baby
Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so thrifty)
Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so stingy)
Ay, we gon' save that money
What we do? We gon' save that money

[Verse 4 - Lil Dicky:]
I ain't never hit a bar with a cover
Low thread count, hard with the covers
Free trial memberships though
I never join the shiz though
Fuck you think this is though?
Frequent flying like a motherfucking finch though
General Tso, half a dozen on the stick
Just so I can whet the appetite of dick
What you talkin' about?
My AC never doing nothing, blow fans
Walgreens card shoppin' all the off brands
Boy go hard when collecting, got Venmo
Save every motherfuckin' roach, tryna smoke
Check the clothes in my drawers, I ain't playin' around
It's LD, lil boy, Mr. Hand-me-down
Dirty drawers gettin' worn, can you blame me now?
You think I got $4.50 up in quarters on me well I fucking don't!

[Hook - Fetty Wap:]
Ay, where the gold at, baby?
Ay, where the clothes at, baby?
Ay, where the dough at, baby?
In the bank but you know I ain't tryna blow that, baby
Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so thrifty)
Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so stingy)
Ay, we gon' save that money
What we do? We gon' save that money

[Bridge - Fetty Wap:]
Every time these niggas tryna play
And lately I've been stackin' up crazy
Stackin' up all about the bands baby
800k underneath the bed baby

[Outro - Lil Dicky:]
If you at a restaurant and got an iced coffee
And the waiter been refillin' that without a word of caution
And you get your fuckin' bill and you can see 'em double chargin'
For the coffee and you told 'em there's a problem
Sing along like
Oh don't double charge for me for that
Don't double charge me, we like
Oh don't double charge for me for that
Don't do it to yourself
Cause I might just ask what the ice cube's worth
What the ice cube's worth
That's the only differentiator making this a non-free perk
And I might make work more difficult for you than it need be
So think about it take a minute let it breathe B
But think about it bruh you saw me get the burger with the bacon on the side
After looking at the price of the side of just bacon
And comparing it to the what the difference in the cheeseburger
Vs. the bacon cheeseburger was and making my decision
I would hate to be the waiter trying to tell me something different
I'm a get on Yelp in a minute and review
This piece of shit place like only a kyke know how
Unless you take the extra coffee off I might get loud unless you...
Oh, it was just an accident?
You didn't even mean that [snicker]
You didn't... that was... that's... I'm so embarrassed

Oh Well lyrics - Lil Dicky (feat. Jace of Two-9)

[Verse 1 - Lil Dicky:]
Oh well, I'm ignorant
But not to the fact that I'm ignorant, of course
I know that, I'm indifferent
I don't care to know what I don't
I don't care 'til I'm coming home
And my dad tell me some shit about when he my age, he was doing shit
Protesting about something that I forget currently
But that's not the point, the point is
To my pot, the boy is in the crowd devoid of giving a fuck
I would call his bluff but I've been thinking 'bout it
And shit, he ain't wrong, though
I don't vote but I think I did at prom, though
I don't know about a world if it's not home
I don't even know the first thing about what Obama do
I'm better off telling y'all what Lebron been doing
I don't even know what my mom been doing
I hit her up every Sunday
And we talk, but the call's going one way
In the dark, if it's not what I'm doing
Never been aware from the start, but I knew it
I don't even care how my tech work
If the shit work, put it there, turn it on, we can do it
Funny thing is I could look it all up today
Constructive way to buck behavior Dave hate
And placate the debate within my brain waves
But the shows I watch all start at 8 so

[Hook 1 - Lil Dicky:]
Oh well
It's the season finale, so...
Oh well
I kind of have to watch live, people are gonna tweet about it
Oh well
But I'm aware of all this stuff, I'll figure it out
Oh well

[Verse 2 - Lil Dicky:]
I do care when my phone's dying
Like, when that shit's red and I can't text
And I can't check what my fans said
I get mad stressed
Laying in the bed but I can't rest
Till my gram checked, wish I cared less
Leave it at the crib, I'm a damn mess
I should stop for a day, wanna try that shit
Drifting away, I wanna ride that ship
Dinner on the table but I'm unable to be tasteful
Underneath, I'm a like that pic
Watching the show on a phone, filming Coachella on phones
Hoping I capture the moment so I could post it
Don't live in the moment, hoping I'm still in control
But I'm praying I'm not alone
All the fans say I'm great at talking to 'em
They don't even understand I am not the man
I just can't go a day with being alone
When I'm with friends, though, why the fuck am I still on my phone?
Wishing I could look this shit up on Chrome
Wishing I could take a second to stop and reflect it
But someone just texted me

[Hook 2 - Lil Dicky:]
Oh well
It's actually like an important text
Oh well
I'm trying to solve, like, logistical issues
Oh well
It's time sensitive is what I'm trying to say
Oh well

[Verse 3 - Jace:]
I was gonna do a line, but I sneezed
I was gonna smoke, but I need weed
I just wanna roll up and then leave
But everyone keeps on talking to me
Like "How's Mike Will? You know Rae Sremm?
I like "No Type" but I really hate them"
Like I asked for your opinion when I barely even know what day it is
I'm passed through and through on loans and my rent
But I just bought new J's and shit
Going way fast on a one way road with the window down tryna wave at them
My mom says I should go back to classes
But I'm in the strip club and I'm clapping asses
And my bitch look like Jacqueline Onassis
But she lies a lot and can't kick the habit
I've tried to stop giving passes to those who front it cause that's living backwards
And they give two cents when I ain't even ask them
Treat them like exams and I need to pass them
I'm twitching dutches, I don't do the backwoods
But this gas station don't carry those
And I'm tryna smoke, man, how traffic
Here's a 20 and some change, man, you can have it like
No

[Hook 3 - Lil Dicky:]
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well

Personality lyrics - Lil Dicky (feat. T Pain)

We ain't ever been the mother
Fight a stack and get a hundred fifty bitches on deck

We the type of dudes that be putting in the effort
Just to show them that we better
Get the broads like that
It's how we do it!

Hey bitches
Uh, I know I can be a little bit much sometimes
But really I just do that shit for the fellas
You know, I rap for the fellas
But like, this is for y'all

I ain't even strong like that
So average, I ain't tall like that

We just trying to show a little respect
Maybe you go for it
I'm the one that you need and you just don't know it

We ain't never been ballers
But we getting pussy with our personality
We getting pussy with our personality
We getting pussy with our personality

Honestly I'm like a seven with my hair long
Maybe seven and a half facial hair strong
But I make these bitches laugh and I care for them
I'm the type of motherfucker pulling out the chair for them

I ain't ever been the g at the bar
That get them bitches hella wet just by seeing his arms
You know the boy about the leg work
I plant seeds, I'm a mexicano gardener

All I'm saying is I ain't playing the game with these bitches
I ain't mean to em, I prefer to show them everything that I can mean to them
Lil Dicky thrive with a friend of a friend and I never hesitate to tell them that I love Rent

I am not a stud I'm a boyfriend
I love love and I cuddle for enjoyment
My dick small but I'm telling you it's nothing by the time
That we fucking they so emotionally interested they really be cumming

Drinking champagne oh you trying to dance babe
We can hit the floor I'm bout to show you how to man shake
We can make a handshake
Keep you safe and walk you to your damn place
Then I got you bouncing on my rubber like a trampoline

What you doing tomorrow? I'm with it
I'm a take you to the zoo and be cordialant witty
I'm a tell you hella stories and be mindful
Bet you get a little horny like the infant rhinos

I ain't even strong like that
So average, I ain't tall like that

We just trying to show a little respect
Maybe you go for it
I'm the one that you need and you just don't know it

We ain't never been ballers
But we getting pussy with our personality
We getting pussy with our personality
We getting pussy with our personality

We ain't never been ballers
But we getting pussy with our personality
We getting pussy with our personality
We getting pussy with our personality

We ain't ever been the mother
Fight a stack and get a hundred fifty bitches on deck

We the type of dudes that be putting in the effort
Just to show them that we better
Get the broads like that
It's how we do it!

When I get your gchat, that's a wrap hoe
Smoke weed, eat the pussy like a snack hoe
Bake lays, you on top like a wrap though
Bet you think I'm nice in person I ain't talking rap shows

I ain't gonna pick you up at the club
But if I get bout an hour with you, bet you in love
I'll ask questions

Oh you did your hair? Little Dicky pay attention
Oh you getting scared? What's the root of all this tension

You know I'd be a hell of a date and if you torn I will split the entrees that you crave
And when you bored I can send you Snapchats for days
And make them personally for you like they all will be based around the inside jokes we develop in time

And if you tired won't initiate the sex it's fine
I can talk you on the phone when you driving alone
And make you feel comfortable enough to take me to mom

And that bitch goin' love it
She goin' tell your ass you legit yo a hubby
She goin' tell your ass need to quit your clubbing and go get that youngun
While I'm sitting with your dad being slick straight grubbing

I can take you out to brunch call me hollandaise
Know exactly what you want every holiday

I can text you like a motherfucker
Wordy and impressive 57 on the Ketchup
Hit you when you coming through

I ain't even strong like that
So average, I ain't tall like that

We just trying to show a little respect
Maybe you go for it
I'm the one that you need and you just don't know it

We ain't ever been ballers
But we getting pussy with our personality
We getting pussy with our personality
We getting pussy with our personality

We ain't ever been ballers
But we getting pussy with our personality
We getting pussy with our personality
We getting pussy with our personality

We ain't ever been the mother
Fight a stack and get a hundred fifty bitches on deck

We the type of dudes that be putting in the effort
Just to show them that we better
Get the broads like that
It's how we do it!
Lil Dicky...
T-Pain... We goin' get them hoes one day man
We goin' places
Like... together?
Not on a date, but we're goin' places (oh OK)
For instance, I saw this nice looking young lady that I was attracted to sexually in the grocery part of Target.
And I wanted to put my penis in her vagina, but I didn't tell her. And that, my friends, is the definition of a motherfucking gentleman!

Pillow Talking lyrics - Lil Dicky (feat. Brain)

[Lil Dicky:]
Ey, ey
Damn
L tapped twice on some ass like grams
I just fucked
Now what I'm doing?

I'm just pillow talking with a bitch, ayy
I'm just pillow talking with a bitch, ayy (Do you fuck with the war?)
I just finished spazzing on a bitch, ayy
Now I'm pillow talking with a bitch

[Lil Dicky (The Girl) {Brain}:]
I'm like "Girl, that was great, talk about a connection
Am I alone in my praise, do you share my assessment?"
She like "Yeah, that was nice, I enjoyed myself"
"Great, yeah"
She like "Can you reach that shelf for my phone?
I'll take care the alarm"
I'm like "Oh, for the morning, like to sleep?"
She like "Yeah, we just had sex
What did you think?
I was just gonna fuck you and leave?"
"No, I... I hadn't thought that far ahead
But of course, can I get you a T-Shi-"
("Oh, can you not tickle my hair?
It's just a personal thing, it's not you")
"Okay, sorry for doing it"
(No, no, it's just a personal thing, it's not you)
"Okay cool, yeah
Uhhh, so you're from Minnesota?
Only thing I know is that it's colder
Break it down, how's it compare
To living in LA?"
("Well, I can't compare them they're so different
Y'know what I'm sayin?")
"Yeah, for sure"
She like "Apples to oranges"
"Yeah, well you can still compare them but I hear ya
What's the deal with your family? Got any siblings?"
She like ("I have a brother"), I'm like "Oh, what he do?"
She like ("He in the Army")
"Oh, true
Uhh, do you fuck with the war?"
She like ("Huh, what did you just say?")
"Huh, like just now?"
("Yeah... ")
"Do you fuck with the war?"
("No, I don't fuck with the war")
I'm like "No, I don't fuck with the war
Just don't know how to react to the forces
I should have just thanked you of course-"
("Uh, why would you thank me? ")
"Uh... I guess I assumed it would extend to the families but okay
While we on the topic
I been actually thinking about some shit
About the Army and Navy
What if tomorrow is the day
That the fucking aliens came
And invaded our nation?
Like, would we even be able to fuck with their shit?
Like do we got the type of weaponry to fuck with their ships?
Or not at all, like would they just walk up in this motherfucker
Laughin' at us, and blastin' at us
And makin' everybody disintegrate and assimilate
Without a hint of intimidation?
Or could we do some shit to be making they heart race?
Granted I don't know the alien heart, but
You get what the fuck I'm sayin?
Like what the fuck would it be like?
Would they be like Earth go hard?
Or is it just another conquest?
Or would they be like damn earth go hard
They was harder than Simian
You ever talk to your brother about this uh type of stuff?"
Then she like "No"
I'm like "Well, what you think?"
She like "I don't concern myself with hypotheticals that couldn't be"
I'm like "Girl, what you mean?"
She like ("I don't believe")
"In the war?"
("In aliens")
"Oh... hold up
Hold up, wait
Girl what you sayin?
That all of the life in the universe happens to be where you stand?"
("I guess")
"What an enormous coincidence that shit would be
Do you see what I'm sayin'?"
("I can't hear what you're sayin'")
"Well, the universe always expanding
There are infinite galaxies
Why would we be the anomaly?"
She like ("That's no coincidence
I call that shit God")
I'm like "Oh, you're religious, bitch
You think it's all God?"
("No, I know it's all God")
"No, I know that there might be a God
First off, nobody knows there's a God
Girl, I think we should drop this"
("No, what's goin' on in your brain right now?")
{(Brain) Ayy, brain on some other shit though
I been all up in the club for the year, hey (Brain)
I been killing shit, don't mind me
I'm just top flight, I could sure use a Sprite, I'm thirsty as fuck
Who getting money? That's brain. Who make decisions? That's brain
Who make the hits? That's been brain
Who run the whole operation?
That be brain-}
Brain, can you just get back to the issue here
{Uh, can you just remind the brain?}
You're such an idiot, we're talking about God and if he exists
{Don't call brain names
The brain couldn't recall
But if I'm not mistaken this bitch to my left
Guaranteed there's a God}
("I believe in a God, yes")
{So God never wrong
God never wrong, right?}
("Yeah, that's like the whole point")
"Brain just get there, please"
{Hold up
So God made the earth
And God was like hold up, this shit is boring
It need more shit
God was like I'ma put dinosaurs on that bitch
Dinosaurs on that bitch
Then he like why I put dinosaurs on that shit?}
("What is your brain even saying?
Can he get to the point?")
"Hold up brain you just did it
God ain't wrong, what the fuck was he thinking"
("About what? ")
"Bitch, the dinosaurs
He made the Earth for them
But then he like nah?
Dinosaurs are just blah?"
("What's your point?")
"I'ma cook up some blondes?
Like he was way off
I don't look like a dinosaur
Hoe them things thirty-five-feet
I'm like five-foot-eleven" (Up on Tinder I'm six-foot)
"Seen that Bronchiosaurus
That thing fuckin' neck go to heaven
And that's just an expression bitch
There ain't no heaven"
("Ha, funny")
"I'm just messin' but if he ain't wrong
I guess this the exception"
("Can I talk now?")
"Go ahead"
("Look"
Everything in life has purpose
You, chickens, a midget at a circus")
"What?"
("I don't interpret"
She like "That's not for me to determine"
"So dinosaurs purpose was to just die?"
"That's not for me to determine")
"But... ok"
("I'm just a person")
"Okay, but think of the root of the argument girl
View how we started this girl, like you don't believe in the aliens
You confine God to earth girl, I find that shit salient"
("I just don't presume to know the plan")
"Bitch, me neither but that's not what I've been saying"
("But what are you saying?")
"Why can't God fuck with aliens?
Why can't Earth just be like a fucking small side project for this guy?"
("Ok, look we just don't see eye to eye")
"Yeah but logically like you don't believe in your side"
("Yeah but you're like bringing up fucking dinosaurs
Like we could have shared the earth with them nobody knows")
"Yeah, there is hard soil evidence girl
Like what's next you don't fuck with Pangaea?"
She like ("Let's change the subject")
"Ok..."
{This bitch don't know about Pangaea, uhm...}
Brain leave it alone
"I'm starving, are you hungry by chance?"
("Oh, my God, I'm so hungry")
"Yes, do you wanna get a pizza?"
"Fuck yeah". "Fuck yeah, I'm on it
Also I'm sorry about that whole interrogation thing"
("Come on dude I'm a grown up
I'm capable of having intelligent conversations")
"Okay, I just... fuck it
Okay back to this pizza I lean pepperoni"
("Ugh")
"Sausage?"
("How can you eat that shit?")
"No, no, no, this not Dominoes
This legit, is high quality meat and shit"
("No, no, I'm vegetarian")
"Oh right, well we can get half pepperoni
And half of whatever you like"
("Uh, ew, I can't have that shit
In the same box")
"Seriously? You're that against meat?"
("No, I'm that against us being gluttonous
Thinking that animals live on this earth to get eaten")
"Okay, is it how we treat them?"
("Uh, that sure doesn't help")
"Ok..."
She like ("I'm not opposed to us hunting
But now we not trackin' them down
We just breed them to eat
That's disgusting
You should honestly read on the subject")
"Alright, hold up
Just because we're not running around with a bow and arrow
Doesn't mean we're not hunting these chickens
We just set the place to do our hunting intelligently enough
To manipulate these animals and get them to do exactly what we want"
("That's my point we just incubate animals
Instead of just letting them live how they come")
"But, that's just your God at work, bitch
Why we go hard on earth
What you think would happen right now
If you left my place
And there were like three wolves waiting for you"
"Wolves?"
"Bitch, they would tear your ass up
Viciously
Like they would eat your titties" (And your pussy)
"That's what they do" (And your face and shit)
"Humans are smarter bitch
That's what we do"
She like ("Apples to oranges")
"Bitch, that phrase don't make no sense
Why can't fruit be compared?"
She like ("I'm gonna leave")
"There's just all of these conflicting principles"
("Right, enjoy your pepperoni pizza")
"I will, that's my God-given right"
She like ("Where is my bag?")
"Oh, that leather one next to the trash?
That's the one right? Made out of cow, I think?"
("Ugh why are there no Ubers in this area?")
"So you don't eat the meat, you just be wearing the shit"
("I'm not listening dude")
"That's barbaric as shit
Do you come from the vikings?"
("Why are you even still talking?")
"Do you take peoples land?"
("I'm not listening dude")
"Do you fuck with the war?"
("How are there no Ubers anywhere?")
"Just download Lyft, they are bigger in presence out here"
("I don't wanna add shit to my phone")
"Okay, the choices are clear, hoe
Ubers are not around here at all
Taxis will come but they real slow"
{And the brain gotta poop
T minus five till the brain gotta shit}
("I just downloaded Lyft, but it's being so glitch")
"Uh, look do you just want to sleep here?"
("Uh, no thanks")
"It's past 2 am"
("I'm not sharing a bed with you")
"You can sleep in my bed, I'll just sleep on the floor"
("Fine, you're sure?")
"Yeah, it's cool
I won't throw you out to the wolves"
"Oh, my God, you are so annoying"
"I couldn't help myself
But can you at least throw me a pillow?"

[Lil Dicky:]
I'm just pillow talking with a bitch, ayy
I'm just pillow talking with a bitch, ayy (Do you fuck with the war?)
I just finished spazzing on a bitch, ayy
Now I'm pillow talking with a bitch

[Lil Dicky (The Girl) {Brain}:]
{Brain gotta poop still
Please don't neglect the brain
Please don't neglect the brain}
[*doorbell rings*]
(Hold on, is that my Lyft?)
Nah, I got a pizza
Full pepperoni too
So, you're not gonna wanna be a part of it
{But first you should poop
Please don't neglect the brain}

Parental Advisory (Interlude) lyrics - Lil Dicky

"Actually, you know what..."
"I don't, I-I will say one thing. I'd rather you sleep in a hotel downtown than sleep at your friend's house. You need a good night's sleep."
"Ha, why?"
"Well, because you're gonna get up and perform, honey."
"Yeah, I mean..."
"You need, you just, I guess I just think you're underestimating..."
"I know you're gonna perform, you're gonna perform 3 shows in 4 nights."
"Yeah."
"You know, you don't wanna get sick. You don't wanna have a cold, you don't, you know. I'm trying not to be a Jewish mother, here, but I think you're really underestimating this."
"No, you guys are handling it, I'd say you're playing your role great as the, the Jewish parents of a rapper. I'm curious to hear the conversations that happen between other rappers and their parents, I think these are interesting."
"What do you mean by that, David?"
"What do you mean what do I mean by that?"
"When you say we're handling our role, you think we're being, uh, we're being sarcastic?"
"No, I-I enjoy it, I think it's funny. I'm just saying, like, I can't imagine, like, Puff Daddy or something talking to his mom and she's telling him, like, "You better get a good night's sleep, you can't catch a cold."
"I-I, you know what, actually, you're gonna laugh at me. I disagree with you, I think anybody's mother would do that."
"Ok."
"And when Puff Daddy was 25 years old and the night before he was performing, I'm sure somebody was telling him the same thing. That's what mothers do. Black, white, Indian, it doesn't matter who we are."
"I respect that, but Jewish mothers a little more."
"Yeah, Jewish mothers maybe a tad more."

Classic Male Pregame lyrics - Lil Dicky (feat. Nekisha-Michelle)

[Intro: Lil Dicky]
What's up, y'all?
It's your boy LD
A.K.A. The Original Pancake
I'm going the fuck out tonight

[Verse 1: Lil Dicky]
Off work, 'bout to get trashed
Me and my crew all about to get ass
Sam coming through with a bottle of the Cap
Me and Dean 'bout to tube, Mark taking out the trash
Clean up my room, bitches 'bout to peep that
Peeing, getting groomed, bitches 'bout to eat that
Dean shave my neck, thanks, man, I need that
Read through my text, then I itch my kneecap
Now I gotta play the game right with Liz
Top prospect, met the other night through Tinder
Eight o'clock so I think it's only right I hit her
With a "what you got on tap for the night?", delivered
While I wait Imma pick a shirt
Ain't nobody wearing plaid so I claim it first
Mark got a little sad cause his favorite shirt's plaid but fuck him
He knows I back off in a reverse
Now I'm taking a shot and we drinking and popping a bottle
And thinking of all the bitches we gon' haul in
Sam say I know a house party and it's popping
Bet Imma cop some weird head, Dennis Rodman
Oh, yeah, we plotting

[Chorus x2: Nekisha-Michelle]
This is a pregame
It's a pregame
A classic male pregame
Not a weekday
So this is when we take
Shots and we chasing alternate DJs
And that we pray cause

[Hook 1: Lil Dicky]
And we all get drunk
And we get dressed up
And we all buy gum
And we all gon' fuck

[Interlude: Lil Dicky]
Aye, pour me another shot, God damn it
I'm tryna get to a place where I can talk to these bitches
I got seven shots in me, three condoms on me and immeasurable hope

[Verse 2: Lil Dicky]
Ten O Clock, words getting slurred
Another shot, Sam's tryna hurry
Mark's not, says he isn't worried
He ain't tryna spend hella bread at the clurb
Call him out, "since when you using clurb, faggot"
Mark pouts, something like a herb rabbit
Dean smiles, we been doing work
Pretty turnt, think he blacked out
Lil Dicky burp loud
Peep phone, what the fuck, she ain't text back
Pretty close to considering a text back
Spilling Coke on my shirt that's a red flag
Now I gotta change, Mark knows put his best plaid on
We debating the top ten in the NBA
Disagreeing alot about Lamarcus A
Shawshank Redemption popped on, attention all on
Sam was like, "nah, the party called off"
I already got a Lyft, I'm going out to a bar
Then Mark pulled out a spliff, temptation very hard
You know I couldn't resist, we blazing, now the car here

[Chorus x2: Nekisha-Michelle]

[Hook 2: Lil Dicky]
And we get fucked up
And we all feel rushed
And our plans fall through
And we in bad moods

[Interlude: Lil Dicky]
Man, what time is it?
12:24? And the bars close at 2, lights on like 1:30
Let me just think for like a second

[Verse 3: Lil Dicky]
Sam like, "we gotta go, cause the car here"
Mark like, "I don't know, what's the bar deal?"
Dean like, "I'm on a roll in Guitar Hero"
Dicky looking like he about to choke on his lamb gyro
Sam looking let down, 'bout to go berserk
Mark put his sweats on, now he rolling purp
Dean blacked out, he ain't even on the earth
I was like, "Sam, I was with it with my other shirt"
Sam bounced, he's like, "fuck it, I'm out"
Me and Mark smoke a blunt, Dean stuck on the ground
Text Liz, "what the fuck?", even snuck in a frown
I get the spins high and drunk, I throw up in the shower
Now I'm jerking off inside a condom (I do that)
I text my ex say, "I miss you often" (true that)
Sam back, it's not even one yet, he a dumb mess
He about to be a problem
I ain't even tripping, I'm Tindering
All of a sudden I'm blinking, I'm squinting
It's saying it's six in the morning
I'm stinking, I'm still in the same shit from last night
Got a text from Mark saying:
"I ain't mad, but I know you’ll clean the bath, right?"

[Chorus x2: Nekisha-Michelle]

[Hook 3: Lil Dicky]
And we get too drunk
And we don't have fun
Then we eat too much
And the next day sucks

[Outro:]
Like, we really just wake up and spend far too much time shitting
So, the whole process just seems flawed
Thank you for your time

The Antagonist lyrics - Lil Dicky

Yeah
Ay, can y'all turn my headphones down? Significantly?
Cool, that's good
It was super loud

First of all, this shit about me
I ain't made this shit for y'all, that's the damn thing
I've been waiting pretty long to get on some shit and rip it for Dicky
So just consider this my damn theme song, baby
I've been working hella hard, though
There's people telling me I'm 'bout to be a star, bro
But when I play 'em some of this, they like nobody want the piss, Lil Dicky
You the funny kid, that's where your card go
That metaphor about my lane, if your retardo
I'm bubbling like I'm in a soda, word to Fargo
I'm tryna get the fucking fame and it's a tricky little game you gotta play
Sometimes you gotta tell your heart "No"
Here's the problem I've been having
I wanna make my favorite type of music
And the shit I like to bump is not the type I'm brewing
I be on that "Fuck the world, you motherfuckers losing" type of shit
Like all you haters, look at what the fuck I'm doing
All my favorite rappers not amusing
And I love my funny stuff, I hope it's not confusing
I'm just saying, when you doing something time consuming
Every now and then you wanna spaz
Why I didn't go with jazz, muhfucka
Get up in yo ass, muhfucka
Y'all are trash, ye ain't even know the half
I could rattle off a lot of opposition to rap game
But honestly I'm not in the position for that plane
To carry any weight, I just gotta carry on and wait
'Til a motherfucker carry all the weight
Hypothetically, though, I prolly tell you that I'm better than your every bro
I prolly tell you it's subjective, I'm more impressive
You pressing play, a form of respective
I'm guessing more or less it won't be competitive
Y'all adorable, seditive kind of rappers, so deplorably editive
Nothing's worse than when a moron's repetitive
I don't get it, how is everyone the same dude?
The rookie walking on the court like "Man, I can't lose"
They playing Dicky, everybody in the room be like "That's some shit"
Playing yo bum ass, they be like "That's some shit"
Y'all are bubbles with the rapping
Lil Dicky get it popping, you could say bubble rapping
The irony in all of this is I've been funny rapping
Yet the youngin's snapping to the point where all of y'all are funny rapping
Congratulations, y'all can write a hook
At my graduation, they was saying I could write a book
If a Rotten Tomatoes site existed for us rappers
I would be a 97, y'all would hover 'round a 64
Little Dicky spit that Pixar
Hope you seeing why I really like to spit hard
Only problem is I'm rapping at rappers
To the people that be listening, that world doesn't matter
Wanna know what the advantage of the rapper who black is?
The N-word isn't antagonist
Before you get all huff and puff about, think about it, be analyst
The fact they always use it's no accident
For example, I could be like "Go figure
I don't think I'm one to fuck with all you ho [?]"
Y'all can fill in the blank
That don't make it so you don't gotta rap it a rapper
That applies to every detractor
But even if I had a word like [?] disturbed
It's absurd but I'm looking 'round and ain't nobody verse me
I don't think a motherfucker's ever tried to hurt me
Every one I see has been supportive on this journey
Like where my haters at? I'm thirsty
I just really wanna talk my shit, be like "Y'all ain't shit"
But y'all ain't shit, like, y'all don't exist
I could talk about the people that are dicks but I feel like that's whack
That'll get old quick, Robin Williams in "Jack"
Who the fuck is my antagonist?
Is it you? Is it you?

If it's you, let me tell you something
You ain't even got a clue 'bout the shit that's coming
You don't wanna be the dude in five years like
"The fuck, I dissed that
Shit was pretty clear, how the fuck I missed that?"
You know that I ain't fucking light, bruh
I just fucked round and did this overnight, bruh
I just fucked around and quit a fucking job
where I was making triple digits then the comma got involved, dawg
This wasn't rapping or trapping
This was rapping over a big ol' fucking house with a family
Who the fuck is listening [?] but making Dicky so angry?
Is it you? Is it you?
I'm just waiting on some nonbelievers
The writing isn't on the wall, it's coming out your speakers
Anybody disagree, I'm being so facetious, homie I mean it
Forget the website, I'm the only motherfucking rap genius
Where you doubters at, I'm tryna hear it
Maybe it's the motherfuckers never paying mind to lyrics
I would dumb it down for y'all to try make it more appealing
But the ones who hang on every word think I'm kinda fearless
But even with no attention, you can kinda tell this motherfucker killing this section
You can kinda tell this motherfucker still an erection
But getting harder by the minute, just admit it, it's sexy
The funny fact about this shit, I gotta rap
about the fact I wanna rap about this shit to even rap about this shit
Nobody been sleeping on Dicky
It's only been a year and bitches been sleeping on Dicky
Nobody took over the tape with they first tape
This motherfucker hasn't struggled since the first grade
Add it up, there's no excuse to berserk, Dave
Can't debate this shit, you got to skip, you not on first tape
So what the fuck am I mad for?
What's some other shit that I could actually spaz for?
Maybe it's the fact that I've been stuck in this lab for
A hundred fucking days straight cooking up raps or
The fact this shit been taking over every thing in life
I gotta make it so I made the call to leave it all behind
That's my girl, that's my world, that's beyond being busy
Now the only one that gets to David Burd is Lil Dicky

See, I told you this about me
Go on and look up in the mirror, see with LD
Who you hate, boy?
Only care about me, said I'm straight, boy
Maybe I'm the one that gotta hit when I wanna murder shit
Y'all probably thinking "Who is David Burd?" and shit
Y'all just wanna hear some LD
But I ain't made this shit for y'all, that's the damn thing

The Antagonist II lyrics - Lil Dicky

Hi, I'm Dave
I'm Strange (no)
I've been up so long
Don't know where ill go don't know what I know I'm wrong
I must be gone (gone) I must be gone (gone)
I'll play my god

What you doing?
Like everything
Don't shoot down my pair of wings
Let me just smoke my Mary Jane
Ill just hold my marriage in
And that coin flip so damn american
Ever take a walk in the street
Sit up in the middle of the median
And they come and go and they come and go
And my shit been bumpin' my shit been dope
But I'm missing something I'm kissing hoes
And I'm missing something I'm switching rolls
And I'm pissed at something I'm drifting slow
I got zip files
And I know if I click them they gonna unlock
How do I know that though I wasn't taught
I guess that shit that you learn on the job
And my permanent fog is burning like smog
Look at your feet totally odd
What is a feat what is a job
Look at my teeth and they been moving a bit
So as of late I've got in my retainer but dawg
Sooner or later the pain is a problem
Only its not only its not
That mean its working I guess I'm like god

[Hook:]
I don't ever front out here for a minute (go crazy)
[?]
Oh my god oh my god
I can't even stop this song
Now the kid been getting bananas
He going Donkey Kong
(King of the ape shit)
He going Donkey Kong
(King of the ape shit)

I earned shit while he learned quick
Churned shit while he cursed this
And I turned around like I heard something
But i swear to god I ain't heard nothing
I second guessed you but escalated
Shit ready when I'm done renovating
Don't fuck with me on my escapade
Don't fuck with me on my escapade
And I met a boy on that mountain top
And he said to me go round the block
And I did that and I came back and he took back what I took back
I stood back while he took that
And I looked back while he looked at me
And that's when I knew I was on
Shouldn't be long
I keep it moving along
I keep on proving you wrong
I keep on doing the shit that you want me to do
It don't have to be public at all
It will be our little secrete
Unless you do songs about it
Hmm but why would you do that?
Well...

[Hook:]
I don't ever front out here for a minute (go crazy)
[?]
Oh my god oh my god
I can't even stop this song
Now the kid been getting bananas
He going Donkey Kong
(King of the ape shit)
He going Donkey Kong
(King of the ape shit)

Parents Still Don't Understand (Interlude) lyrics - Lil Dicky

"Oh, man."
"Got so much to do. Huh, honey?"
"Yes, definitely. I'm just..."
"Well, look, again, if you need mom to come out there for a week..."
"I don't think that [?] needing, like, mothering."
"No, no, not mothering. Organizing. Or doing, doing tasks."
"Yes, right."
"That's not, that's not..."
"Getting your plane tickets..."
"That's like, that's not..."
"Making sure that your clothes are, are, things that, no, just organization. Not mothering."
"I don't, I don't have to worry about that. Like, people handle that stuff."
"Ok."
"Ok."
"So how are you gonna get strippers in Boston and New York and Philadelphia..."
"The question is whether the clubs will allow it."
"Uh, I probably only would get strippers for Philadelphia."
"Well, you're breaking up again."
"I said, I probably would only get strippers for Philadelphia."
"But, but, a practical question in organization is, do they allow it?"
"Yeah..."
"Someone could research that for you. That's another detail."
"Yeah, why don't you take care of that detail for me? Figure out what venues allow strippers. Is that something you guys could handle or no?"
"No. Cause I don't know what venues... You would have to ask William Mars or whoever's booking this stuff to find out for you. We can't find that out."
"Well, if like I give you, if I give you the venue name and number, you guys could call."
"You could do that."
"I, yeah, I'll call."
"I'm kidding, I'm not gonna have you guys call a concert venue and have you guys ask if you could, if your son could have strippers at his show, that's ridiculous. I don't need you guys to do that. Of course. I can't believe you guys thought that."
"Well, what do you want us to do?"
"Nothing! Nothing, I'm joking around. I can't believe you're even entertaining this as like a thing you would do."