How Can U Sleep (feat. Lil Dicky & The Game) (Explicit)

How Can U Sleep (Explicit) - Brain/Lil Dicky

LD

AKA homicide

Yes homicide

OG's knew I had it poppin'

Knew I had it poppin'

IG lookin' photoshopish

Lookin' photoshopish

It's lit it's real

They just can't take charge so they floppin'

Floppin' floppin' I love it oh the more

New s**t looking like it's knocking

Knocking knocking

Rap game not a game well

I ain't broke so it's cast off

Really I been keepin' s**t a hunnid like the Cubbie

Tryin' to close it with a fast ball

I don't even do this s**t for money but

They buying it in droves like it's half-off

If Dicky gotta show out there

You know he 'bout to show out there

Rol on my arm

Russ on a farm

Piston new guard

They put the boy on the Jumbotron

Just to pump up the crowd

At my ten year reunion like look at me now

Having good sex on the reg

New Tempur-Pedic my bed

All of my lawyers are black

S**t is ironic as hell

But I guess that what happens when Jews started rappin'

Used to have turtles no wonder I'm snappin'

Used to commercial right used to play Madden

No wonder they let me do both for a bag

I was not in a frat I had never conformed

In a 2000 cab I had never performed

I ain't takin' no L's

F**k what you sell

I barely pay for my drinks doin' well

I tell 'em there is no need for the glitz

I don't need sparklers they know that I'm lit

I'm on top of the world f**k all these girls

I prefer momma to play with my curls

I can tell all of you rappers ain't thorough

Head hit the pillow and boom it's tomorrow

But how can you sleep ew ew

How can you sleep ew ew

How can you sleep gross how

How can you sleep how ew

How can you sleep how gross

How can you sleep how ew

How can you sleep how ew

You still asleep sleep ya

How many b***h a*s rappers

I gotta slap 'till they put on Worldstar

Even though Q passed away

Pull a '38 out of my pocket and then cock it

Leave a n***a on an island like he in Castaway

Cock strong since them old doc songs thug life

Like an old Pac song outta my mind

The lights on but I'm not home

Something is wrong with me

I done brought six strippers from Vegas home with me six

Trees bought game to getting blown with me

FaceTime with Karrueche they on the phone with me

Tell K good night I'm hype I might ignite

Plastic cups Promethazine and Sprite

Man I don't really know who's song this is

Who's w**d I'm stealing and who's bong this is

And I don't really give a f**k

'Cause I keep the ammo tucked and

You can keep on swinging from my nuts

But don't say I can't rap like I'm not a rap God

Like I won't break your f**king favorite rapper's rap jaw

I don't give a s**t

Big or tall short or small

I'll cut your dick off and sit it on Trump's wall

Then spraypaint f**k the President it's evident

Hip Hop dead them new n***as irrelevant

Different color braids you n***as stuck in the maze

Ain't grew up by a beach to say you ridin' a wave

Man I'm so glad that Guwop out

And rap fans still give a f**k what 2Pac 'bout

I'm right here I don't give a f**k who hop out

Don't let Mark Zuckerberg get you knocked out me

And don't try me over IG

Don't try to be subliminal and get it by me

I'm a criminal I'll leave you hooked to a IV

Next to Jimmy Iovine over hood s**t but

We could start with rap s**t

I ain't never lost at that s**t

Let me clear it up Proactive

I could walk up in this motherf**ker looking everybody

Dead up in the eye like we can rap for that s**t

You'll get embarrassed

I'll be in Paris don't compare us

Flow the rarest

Got b***hes in the bed room over sharing

Got an Aussie and a Brit like I'm going with Sharon

So apparent heir apparent

But I don't want it next

Someone tell complex it ain't complex

And what you lookin' at is now like a Timex

I am checked the on now off the clock like compound

I'm really adamant you're really adequate

I'm really passionate I'm Billy Madison

I'm the motherf**king graduate

Twenty ten with a pen I didn't plan this s**t

My plan legit I manuscript it

It was living by the candle stick

But for the plaques I had to mantle it woh

All my friends thought Dicky was a joke

Now they tryin' to see a show

Now they out of breath tryna speak good ah

I remember everyone that didn't think I could ah

Every publicist who thought that I was mocking hood

Look what you were tryin' to stopping jerk

Look who tryin' to rap now

I don't even f**k with you ha

If what's done is done

How come I ain't done with you

H*e

And if it's f**king done come on how dumb is you

Let me get another tissue

I'll be crying 'till the f**king bank pull that card again

From Charlamagne to Busta

Game to Puff to Sway Questlove

T-Pain from Snoop to Chainz it's all the same

Ain't no debate they know who fake they know who great

You don't know your place no

Cameras around me they don't know your place no

Shooters around me 'cause I entertain uh

I got 'em shooting they movie ya

I could meet a b***h on a Tuesday

Girls come to me

Don't got jewelry

Don't feel bad when I bust in my jacuzzi

Don't eat a*s but it still be lookin' juicy woh

Front page coming at you like a news'ie

Hoes didn't choose me now I'm choosing

Now I got a Jap on knees like sushi oh

Lil' dick got vert no Uzi ha

I might just pop that coochie bra

OG's knew I had it poppin'

How can you sleep ew

How can you sleep