On Smash (feat. Lil Dicky)

Brain

I'm Brain

I'm Brain

Brain fuck a hood bitch ('Sup, bitch?)

Brain don't give a single fuck (No, no, no, never)

Brain'll look a grown man right up in his face

Tell that man he should toughen up (Knuck' or buck)

Brain fuck a ant mound (It's soft, yo)

Brain fuck with cream cheese (Yeah, spread, yeah)

The Brain fuck with poppy seeds (Mm, mm, texture, mm)

The Brain don't even got a penis

Swin Cash, ballin' like a bitch

Whoa, Nelly, I'm the shit right now

Library, tryna get it in

Tell that loud lil' bitch pipe down

Brain got it on smash

Brain got the club jumpin' (Brain got it on smash)

Every day I wake up, get money, count it up

Do the math, Brain about to buy a new dick

Brain don't really give a damn at all

Lookin' at your bitch like damn, he wrong (Him?)

Lookin' at your dick like damn, you soft

Lookin' at Lebron James's brain like, what's happenin'?

Ay, young L, big pimpin'

You can call me Sean

Son of rappers, and I'm a bitch

You can call me mom

Hit me when you need that shit

Lil Dicky like the John

Jammin' like Lebron

(Ay) Like the Fonz (Ay)

Yo, fuckin' her good, yeah

Fuckin' her good, yeah

Good as I could, yeah

Good as I could, yeah

Ay, look at my bitch

Look at her lips, look at her good hair

Why my girl look like she work for a department store or something?

Why my girl look like she workin' for a Macy's?

Why your bitch lookin' like she work and shop at Ross?

Where I know you from? I seen you, I'm just strugglin' to place it (Huh)

Why I got a bitch butt-naked in the bathtub

While I'm in the shower that's adjacent?

I can see her contemplatin' masturbation

Hope she doesn't, that'd be weird, but I get it

I also got the neck so long like a giraffe

Suckin' titties like a calf

Went a few rounds like a draft, yo

Still got bitches, still got bitches

Still not different, still not different

I swear to God I'm 'bout to fuck Julia Roberts

I think a star is afoot, we should converse

Baby, I been down south kickin' shit

Outhouse with the shit

Mike WiLL told me he was proud of my penmanship

Brain feelin' limitless

(Dave, lemme finish this)

Okey dokey, Brain, am I great? (Like an immigrant)

Brain (Brain) fuckin' (Fuckin') like (Like)

He was Timberlake with his bad bitch (Jessica Biel)

Brain ain't got no dick, but she don't care

I got no hair

Picture Brain rollin' round wit' a broke person, hm

Picture that, yeah

Picture Brain rollin' round with the windows open

Screamin', "I'm Brain"

Brain got it on smash

Brain got the club jumpin' (Brain got it on smash)

Every day I wake up, get money, count it up

Do the math, Brain about to buy a new dick

Brain got it on smash (Brain got it on smash)

Brain whoop your bitch ass (Brain gon' whoop your bitch ass)

Not your bitch like your girl, but you

You a bitch, Brain would never hit a girl

Motherfuck your bitch

I be lookin' at her like, ooh

I be lookin' at her like, yeah

Lemme get it

Lemme get it

(I be lookin' at her like, ooh)

(I be lookin' at her like, yeah)

Lemme get it

Lemme get it

Lemme get it, fuck

Every, every other brain can't even measure up

See me, then

See me, then, faggot