Letras
Oh baby, you know what we're talkin' about baby? We're talkin' about Dick's
I need a deluxe between my buns
When it's two a.m, I'm on some run Forrest run
Gotta get some of that fat beef on my tongue
Double scoops in my cone from a fistful of ones
We in the city where we murder cheeseburgers
Late night, they tight-drive in elite service
Drunk cats, punk rats leave the street nervous
Even Bill Gates wait in line, the beef's worth it
I get retard-tard over the tar-tar
Like Pokemon, box break, pullin' a Charizard
My dopamine sparks up knowin' it goes hard
Like barbecue grill taste straight from the farmyard
We want burgers, we don't want ruckus
Posse on Broadway, you got the wrong suckers
No Burger Master, Kid Valley or Tom Douglas
A greasy bag of Dick's guarantee your mom love us
Oh yeah, we love Dick's Swallow it all, no, we don't spit
Mouth open, jaw pop till it fits You can't have In-N-Out without Dick's
Oh yeah, we love Dick's Swallow it all, no, we don't spit
Mouth open, jaw pop till it fits You can't have In-N-Out without Dick's
You want beef? This is 100 done done it
Got a Space Needle dick with your girl's cum on it
Dumb on the beats, yeah, we eat these kids
But this ain't trollin, Fremont Bridge
In the Gentleman's Club makin' handshake deals
Gettin' hand-dipped shakes and some handsome heels
Put the fries in the bag if you have some feels
We just toyin' with you kids like some Happy Meals
Home of the homeless, Boeing fuckin' broke us
Way worse than Russell throwin' on the one was
Amazon fucked us, here's a cup of onions
To blame for your lib tears the year that Trump won
I-five Corridor, let another 40 pour
Bag is gettin' cold, wake up and eat a smorgasbord
Skyline storyboard, yeah, it's more for sure
Dick's up in your mouth, No Komo Channel four report
Oh yeah, we love Dick's Swallow it all, no, we don't spit
Mouth open, jaw pop till it fits You can't have In-N-Out without Dick's
Oh yeah, we love Dick's Swallow it all, no, we don't spit
Mouth open, jaw pop till it fits You can't have In-N-Out without Dick's
If you ain't fuckin' with the six
You can't go and eat a bag of Dick's
If you don't like the rain we get
You can't go and eat a bag of Dick's
If you can't get down with Mix
You can't go and eat a bag of Dick's
If you won't see us as legit
You can't go and eat a bag of Dick's
We Almost Live like the high fiving white guys
Raise your hands up like the rent in every sky rise
Lakers fans suck, reppin' Sonics for life
Put that Emerald City chronic in your bong or in your pipe
Nasty little, greasy, beefy, cheesy bag of yum
Everybody makes a joke, you probably think it's dumb
If you're ever in Seattle, you should probably get you some
Cause one thing about Dick's, the people always come
Oh yeah, we love Dick's Swallow it all, no, we don't spit
Mouth open, jaw pop till it fits You can't have In-N-Out without Dick's
Oh yeah, we love Dick's Swallow it all, no, we don't spit
Mouth open, jaw pop till it fits You can't have In-N-Out without Dick's
Oh yeah, we love Dick's Swallow it all, no, we don't spit
Mouth open, jaw pop till it fits You can't have In-N-Out without Dick's
Oh yeah, we love Dick's Swallow it all, no, we don't spit
Mouth open, jaw pop till it fits You can't have In-N-Out without Dick's