ASAP di*ky lyrics

by

Michael Christmas


[Intro]
Hey what's up y'all?
It's ya boy di*ky, AKA Yung di*k
A$AP Rocky beat
A$AP, I'm f*ckin' witchu
If you tryna like, get on a track, collaborate, I'm wit it
Or like
Even if it's like just getting brunch
I get brunch, if you wanted to
I don't know if you get brunch but you should
My treat
So, alright, hold up

[Verse 1]
Riding through your city, tryna find some titties
I'm high enough to think I might be dying, word to Whitney
Vagina, chicken, sticky, that's all you gotta give me
And I'm 'bout it, 'bout it, ain't no doubt about it
Lil di*ky ehh?
Heard he spit that witty ridiculously, offensive sh*t
Heard he got expensive sh*t, heard that he resent his di*k
You heard right muthaf*cka
I'ma a bright, coy, white boy, kike muthaf*cka ehh?
So whatchu fittin' to do
I got a b*tch she brought a b*tch now ma di*k dinner for two
Okay das fiction but admit it that I'm spittin' it smooth enough
To get a Jew wit some scruff to mack a beauty wit boobs and a butt
And plus a flat ass navel, twistin' that, no dreidel
From the back so fable of me (woof)
Cream cheesin , philly bred - so bagel of me
When di*ky dead, this ain't never gonna be..so
[Hook]
Who said you can’t live forever lied
Of course, I’m living forever I’ll
Forever, I’ll live long
You can’t ever deny
My force, I’m living forever I’ll
Forever, I’ll live

[Verse 2]
And I been rollin wit a fatty
Boneless chicken patties
Been clubbin like this muthaf*cka's rollin' wit a caddy
And now that I been rappin, all these b*tches holla me
Had to put a daily cap on the head, no Aladdin
Know I'm average looking, and I'm bragging bout getting chickens
But this spitting got me positioned to be banging out b*tches
Outta ma league...Jeff Teague bangin on Griffey
Would never happen less you happen to be hanging wit di*ky
Oh yeah I'm white, killin' brothas like I'm up in the klan
Been f*cking fly faced honeys like I'm up in sudanm so damn!
I'ma spit it 'til I get a buggatti
And body two hotties, who bodies
Fugazi, punanis tsunami -- das wet
Puffin' sticky, you ain't f*ckin' wit lil di*ky
Bumpin' biggie, humpin' giddy
c*mmin quicker than ma internet
I got high speed internet
Spittin' mad ignorant
Sicker than a muthaf*ckin' immigrant
[Outro]
Like, 1930’s type immigrants
I feel like all them ma' f*ckers got polio or some sh*t
That’s why everybody now got AIDs
Uh anyways, appreciate the support
So Hard, download that sh*t
Uh, yeah, I'm out
Holla back
L-D
Yeah
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