How Can I Become a Bawlaa - Lil Dicky

Ridin' round smoking weed wit ma foreign bitch

Ridin' round smoking weed wit ma foreign bitch

Ma window down, I'm riding to ma new shit (wish dat was me)

Got ma new bitch, got ma, got ma new bitch (this dude a g!)

Ion't camp off wit no j's they sell them hoes for free (what the fuck that mean?)

Never payin for no pussy, fuck them hoes for free

That's a fucking bawlaa

How can I become a bawlaa?

Verse 1:

Mirror mirror on the wall

How can dicky learn to ball

I wish I was TIP and I could spit some shit with southern drawls

I wish I could flip a brick and spit dat shit like Ricky Ross

Holla at broads, at the mall

Spit about a mafuckan bitch up in da wip

And getting lit up in the backseat

Talkin shit about a dinner wit an athlete

Fuck that, can't rap like the rest of these mafuckas

Without all ma writtens being fact free

Do y'all know how bad I wish I could

But y'all would laugh if I spit hood

So now ya man is making jams about some random

Shit, when dudes is rappin bout they fuckin weaponry

Homicidal tendencies

The only dough that I can boast about is seeded sesame

I'm jealous B.

Cuz errbody in the game get to say they kill

Errbody in the game get to say steal

Errbody in the game sayin words like trill

Really wish that I could make that hit

Fake that shit

Without coming off all gay n shit

Cuz if I coulda rapped like wayne

Then I'd prolly be sayin a lot of the crazy shit like

I'mma kill you pussy ass bitches wit the chopper

Now make that pussy pop off... and this shit would sound proper

Ridin' round smoking weed wit ma foreign bitch

Ridin' round smoking weed wit ma foreign bitch

Ma window down, I'm riding to ma new shit (wish dat was me)

Got ma new bitch, got ma, got ma new bitch (this dude a g!)

Ion't camp off wit no j's they sell them hoes for free (what the fuck that mean?)

Never payin for no pussy, fuck them hoes for free

That's a fucking bawlaa

How can I become a bawlaa?

Verse 2 -

Here we go

Here's a flow

Bout some shit I really know

I'mma spit it raw and swag it up as if I'm really cold

Ma cheerios is honey nut

Gear at most a hunned bucks

PS I Love You is on the TV dicky tearin up

Go up to the bathroom, I have to

Ma dentist say I gotta make an effort now it's time to floss

Hollat ma dog, and I call the mafucka to me and

Get a leash and take him out to walk

Roll around the ave

I put his shit up in a bag

And then a wip pull up, the windows down, this bitch look out and asking

How she get back on the high way

Told dat bitch to drive straight

And take a left on honeycut

But stay up in the right lane

Cuz it come up kinda quick

You see what the fuck I'm sayin,

Other people get to rap about like

Home cooked crack, and like jail n shit

And I gotta spit a lotta shit about a muthafuckin

Kid up in a crib that's got the central air

It's not fair

No one cares

Real talk I just wanna braid ma hair

And rap about whatever bruh

Money hoes etcetera

Instead of bein clever every measure but I'm never gonn be

Ridin' round smoking weed wit ma foreign bitch

Ridin' round smoking weed wit ma foreign bitch

Ma window down, I'm riding to ma new shit (wish dat was me)

Got ma new bitch, got ma, got ma new bitch (this dude a g!)

Ion't camp off wit no j's they sell them hoes for free (what the fuck that mean?)

Never payin for no pussy, fuck them hoes for free

That's a fucking bawlaa

How can I become a bawlaa?