tyler the creator
yo who dat boy who him is
him that niguh i swear
stand out guy him don’t need no chair
well where the fuck him at ’cause nigga i’m right here
i don’t shop at the mall all y’all just
dumb mothafucka i’m a goddamn artist
you can give me some markers and i’ll draw you a closet
and you know that it’s golf bitch gonna make the deposit
nigga fresh to death like he got dressed in a coffin
cons overalls and a striped shirt
the boy drips swag like a broken faucet
it’s runnin’ nigga i’m runnin’ shit
that cherry be the bomb like he ran in boston
won’t stop ’til the cops surround him
one nigga jiggy and the other awesome
with his fuckin’ face blown off that’s how they found him
it’s young t
tyler the creator aap rocky
who dat boy who him is
who dat boy who him is
nigga who dat boy who him is
who dem boys nigga who dem is nigga
why you niggas feel like that
mad ’cause a nigga neck chill like that
you mad ’cause a nigga push wheel like that
why you puttin’ bad vibes in the air like that
nigga who dem boys
aap rocky
who dem is nigga who dem is
who else step in this bitch this jig
who else your bitch say got a bick this big
who else came through with a wrist this flick
nigga guess my pants do my dance
spin around bitch you could kiss my ass
never seen a nigga in this much raf
still doin’ math when i miss my class
was it summertime ’06 had the number nine
nigga never mind was another time before vince
had the gucci gold tips with the letterman
nigga dollar sign was my favorite number at the time
fresh freshmen ’til they skipped my ass
senior citizen don’t forget my pass
been that nigga and you knew that there
make the dick disappear how she do that there
tyler the creator aap rocky
who dat boy who him is
who dat boy who him is
nigga who dat boy who him is
who dem boys nigga who dem is nigga
why you niggas feel like that
mad ’cause a nigga’s neck chill like that
you mad ’cause a nigga push wheel like that
why you puttin’ bad vibes in the
tyler the creator aap rocky
fuck the rap i’m tryna own a planet
from my other fuckin’ business ventures
these niggas these days
actin’ like some bitches like they’re fuckin’ with ya yeah
teeth is glistenin’ jesus christmas
he just shittin’ she exquisite bitches be expensive
yeah let ’em know nigga and i don’t even need attention
wangap on the bumper sticker fuck you niggas
fuck global warming my neck is so frío
i’m currently lookin’ for ’95 leo
my mom say she worried because i’m so ill
i should stay in bed but got too much bread
to make she said watch my weight
so i stayed home and start eatin’ some meals
get out of my way güey boy that’s mclaren
that’s 0 to 60 in point nueve i’m gone
tyler the creator
fuck
Artist: Tyler The Creator
Year: 2017
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 311