All the bad boo when you rap I can you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact I got one in the front and two in the And the bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"
1:] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less While I invest in wet rock with all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the cops And pop it like I a match in the engine And go harder a fucking crack intervention Clown of the class and the to attend it Big Earl make you stand at attention Odd Future, I'm your general Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass go Girl, you ain't even gotta ask you finna know Why Playboy so sticky in this centerfold Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish Hit 'em low, litter with Chronicles of Riddick bows Chronic in the to the dome, got my system slow Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas what sprinting fo'
[Verse 2: Vince Black Ted Bundy as John Gacy Chilling a possible victim, she was 18 A hippie whore, met her at the liquor store She freaked with to help support the habit picked up in the fourth Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on it Slipped of a Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy She's kicking and screaming, for me to fucking stop it Look, you know not rape if you like it, bitch So sit down a pretty ho and don't fight the shit Or else have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck Hide the slices the gashes given with a dull Gillette Mop the up, put the body in the apartment
Stash her where we the marijuana and the condoms "Hey, what's that? " touch it or even fucking look You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking
3:] Yo Vince, let me tell you these hoes I met last night They thought I was cute 'til I asked that ass like Damn right, red light, ran through it "You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you " Maybe if you the fuck up, we'd be cruising And you be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruises But no, you wanna be Miss I'm zoning on Relapse, she's on Blueprint Three it takes for her to turn blue With my hands her throat, her arms stopped moving Pulse too, in the back, look confused As I to tell them both not to do shit stupid Red, white, lights in the rear-view, shit Swerved to the shoulder, tell them no moving Sit in the back, cause the windows tinted As I rolled down to forge a new friendship "Aren't you a little too young to be " Look Officer, I'm tryna get home "Get out the car with your license and registration" I ain't outta shit, you're starting to try my patience Didn't backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking knife Stabbed him in his neck and hip, him in the trunk and dipped Back to the fucking crib for tea and crumpets, shit
All the bad bitches boo you rap I can you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact A one dead in the front, cop in the back And two bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"