Steven Nettleton - DICK lyrics

All these other rappers Packaging the same album I be on that new sh** Swag 3,000 Wishing well Wish me well That's a fountain I pull up on the same track Different outcome Throwaway the notepad Let the f**ing beat roll Burn on a track Hell yeah That's my heat flow Never had a reason to be fake That's some real sh** Plotting on the rap game Murder, then I k** sh** Chucks on my toes My checks clear My checks clear Thrust to the bros Top kek gear I'm in hear In the 6 with my woes I run through that bullsh** Hating on a beat I will never be a culprit f** that bullsh** Drop my top b**h Pull around here Then take off your top b**h Never was the one To start rapping without topic Then I got some money In my hand I won't stop sh** (Reversed) 6..6..6.. On my evil sh** Yeah, I'm on my evil sh** All my sh** Knock to ya I give props to ya If you do your sh** right So I won't knock Luda If he talking about barbies In a barbie world If Luda talking about it Then, f**, I'm a barbie girl Throw on my dress Because I want that success And I don't give a f** You just hate cause you make less Check me Check gold Driving in a Benzo You all on Sega I'm popping, that Nintendo Laughing on a beat Because yall be ludicrous In a barbie world No, yall be humorous I'm not a gangster If you are, what it do? I ain't with no clique So kicking back being cool Please don't shoot me In the face Check the message I'm trying to teach lessons Uh Gotta roll with my friends And they better not bang Cause Im trying to get fame So I can make a change Busting through the ghetto Throwing money out the window I wanna do that But I can't get slept, though Put me up Put me up On a f**ing mantel Light me up Light me up I'm a f**ing candle No more stressing, like "Aye, what your man do?" Winning the rap game And there's nothing that you can do