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  • [Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
  • It’s the *****ing general, Vans cut shorts
  • Neck covered in colored emerald, the yellow by the blue
  • Like I pissed inside your swimming pool, I’m Mr. Made-A-Bundle
  • ***** being rapper and lyrical, here’s a ticket to carnival
  • Barnacles, now I gotta brag
  • Beemer drive right by you niggas like I was kinda fat
  • With a paint job thats flatter than Miley Cyrus ass
  • Ludicrous niggas is hoping that rapper Tyler crash
  • I see a victim, call the *****ing doctors
  • I’m starting to see symptoms, faggot getting sick again
  • *****er get a syringe and a prayer from all your friends
  • That are actors that do not have to pretend with me if they see blood
  • Cuz, red and blue like what the *****’s popping?
  • I’m the blackface of white America, a noose in my pocket
  • Everyone’s dumb or either dead, so you do not have an option
  • So I’m sorry Martian and activist I’m bout to tie knots with
  • And ain’t no one gonna stop shit, I wanna find my pops
  • Locking lips with a hot locksmith, find out I was adopted
  • By chimps and a hippopotamus, Tyler’s a *****ing animal
  • When he spit, he goes ape shit, so it technically makes sense
  • [Verse 2: Hodgy Beats]
  • Nobody ever told me that I spill more than I drink
  • I didn’t know that, I didn’t know that I didn’t know
  • Allen meeting and greeting boy fickle
  • Cucumber turn pickle, nigga, nickel by my cellular sickle
  • Exchange phrases from heroin addicts pistol arms
  • Niggas go to the drug dealer like bristol farm when it get it its gone
  • Seated next to Chunky’s( hands fidget marmoset monkeys(
  • This ain’t where I’m supposed to be at(
  • How am I supposed to react when somebody here test my nervous
  • (I’m clean and sober(and still got a lot on my mind that I’m getting over( only getting older(
  • snow and slush is colder
  • (Love don’t get you on the bus free rides are in the Rover(
  • Where tear drops wet on my shoulder(
  • Started hitting bars( whiskey style shit(
  • You know a young nigga always finding new outlets
  • (Mentally I’m just crowded,but shit I guess it’s time to change my outfit
  • [Verse 3: Domo Genesis]
  • Live from the gutter( young stunner( Trumps what you niggas blundered(
  • I uppercut by the bundle( Nigga take a number
  • (By my butter nNever let them suckers take me under(
  • Cold like I hate the summer(? you ungrateful son of a *****
  • (I gave less a ***** and I struck it rich, (suck my dick(
  • Tell the world that I’m coming, don’t *****ing spit(
  • Bump your lips(, guess you really ain’t sure who you *****ing with(
  • You won’t find me on no office shit (I’m semi auto off this shit
  • My whole approach is arsonic no party be cautious with( my partners on some raunchy shit(
  • You better use your conscious quick
  • (I swear my whole demeanor all *****ed up(
  • Shitting everywhere like I had a meal off the lunch truck
  • (Dumb *****( come one one it and get your mug bucked
  • (Love what? (No love for these hoes we only love lust(
  • Inhale that marijuana until my lungs bust
  • (Still out for blood when the suns up
  • [Verse 4: Earl Sweatshirt]
  • ***** what you talking ’bout, nigga, got a Tyler reputation
  • Just from chalking out niggas and bagging ‘em up
  • Dickies baggy, sagging off my ass, abandoned the cuffs
  • And Wang syndicates the color of the ambulance trucks
  • Blunt got a nigga feeling like I’m standing on my head
  • Wolf pack back up out the shit, foaming at the mouth
  • Got these *****es lip-locking, britches soggy on the couch
  • Talking shit, bringing profit in and bodies in to count
  • I told myself just to walk and let the rumours run
  • Blue golf overalls, jump when them Goombas come
  • This the *****ing sound of chickens coming home and roosting up
  • The rudest one, make a nigga take a nigga jewels and run
  • Hand full of cash, other hand full of homes to feed
  • Who exactly am I supposed to please?
  • And nigga, who the ***** you supposed to be? Four-five traffic blasting
  • Tyler pissy cause I’m action on his momma Rover seat
  • He lied to the substance, impair the judgement
  • Sticking to the script, thumb sticking to that pump grip
  • Wolf Gang nigga

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