Brain - F Slo lyrics

[Intro: Brain and Lil Dicky} Brain LD Hey man, the way these b**hes when they f** on us This sh**, the friction in this sh** hurt bro You gotta talk to them bro Ok [Verse 1: Lil Dicky and Brain] I tell her, I tell her, I tell her Chill, girl. We should chill, girl You been humpin' on me too fast, keep it real girl The brain on the same page f**ing another one, "Damn, LD how do you slow a hoe down?" I'm 'bout to show a hoe how Baby girl, let's slow it down (yeah) Drill her when I'm in it, I admit it But I hate it when these b**hes ridin' dick super quick Aggressive a** movements hurt my dick (ow) I don't know why, just the way my dick was built (oh) Getting the impression when they get up on erection that they think it'd be impressive just to go full tilt (fast) 0 to 100 b**hes going full Wilt Seriously afraid that my dick might wilt (hurts) [Verse 2: Brain] Out and 'bout with my baddest b**h Throw that hoe a middle management at the Radisson While she hoppin' on the brain like a savage b**h She f** me ravenous I'm a**essing damages, sh** Coronating all the money bags Coronating on her f**ing a** Orating, I don't like it fast Pores chafing when she f** me fast (And the Brain don't even got no dick) (Woah) But I got a dick, and I'm tryin'a do it like this [Hook: Lil Dicky and Brain] Let me f** slow on you girl Let me f** slow on you girl Where them hoes lookin' bomber than a landmine? Will my bros that be f**in' on 'em stay alive? Let me f** slow on you girl (chill, girl) Let me f** slow on you girl (said chill, girl) And the Brain got them b**hes on stand-by And the Brain getting hungry Raisin Bran time [Verse 3: Lil Dicky and Brain] Chill girl, we should chill, girl (we should chill, girl) I've been looking at them ol' breasts since they real, girl Thinking through the words like I read it (?) Brain, if you see a tight end then he toss like Bennett 1 in 7 down, going down like credit Don't get shook like lettuce (lettuce) Brain tryin'a get f**ed Brain tryin'a get s**ed Brain been in for a month f**ed a b**h on that kiss cam Yeah I been doing my thing LD not even checking for Brain Hey, we should go flirt with this dame, kay? She should come flirt with the Brain [Verse 4: Lil Dicky and Brain] But this b**h has it all like a Genuardi's Now my mouth is watering just like my spot for Hardee's I'ma go chill with the girl be back (?) all day Young L, I got a knack for hauling that I might even get up in the bathroom stall with that Please, you ain't been f**ing like Brain I got this sh** like a car alarm when that car is parked around thieves (ooh) Got this sh** like gardener that's in charge of all of your trees (ooh) Young LD got a poppin a** shirt check Backstory, kinda poppin, where's my work check? I might even go up to the bar and cover her check And then you'll say what? [Hook: Lil Dicky and Brain] Let me f** slow on you girl Let me f** slow on you girl Where them hoes lookin' bomber than a landmine? Will my bros that be f**in' on 'em stay alive? Let me f** slow on you girl (chill, girl) Let me f** slow on you girl (said chill, girl) And the Brain got them b**hes on stand-by And the Brain getting hungry, Raisin Bran time [Outro: Brain] I f**, I f** with Raisin Bran so heavy That sh** hard Brain