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[Intro: the Creator & A$AP Rocky]
hot and horny
Don't say shit like
You gon' start me from the Listen
out Harlem, man
Shout out Rocky, man
in the building, man
What's good? Is that potato
Yo,

1: Tyler the Creator]
Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can for myself
So I keep a high waist and the belt
And got a belt with the holster, I ain't games
But got some lil' who would do it, so I pass the controller
You get pressed and X out, your nose
Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's,
So cut the like shit barbers
'Cause we really with the beef like gay fathers
Nigga we get dollars, 'em to Ben Baller
Exchange for them chains all shiny with thick water
I got back pains, neck heavy like cream
My whip clean, and they all white, I cream
And cop boys, and I joy stick, I cream and cop cribs
I got more space than big jeans, y'all on me
why they got shit dreams, I'm alien
Got the laser gun with the big
Married to the money, my green
No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets Yao Ming
Y'all niggas
They I was goofy and all mouses
Double C my luggage and fill them with blouses
Y'all cop kush, my I cop houses
And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and Cole Sprouses,
Where we, Rocky, A$AP, boy, where we at, nigga in Pari'

2: A$AP Rocky]
Fuck clothes I cop
Couple thots with me and them hoes is divas
Got my on but they look like sneakers
Flipped a couple packs, BasedGod in the
all in the speakers
In the field baseball, play ball
Face wall when come
I don't Chanel, I rock channel
And no this ain't a purse, a satchel
Bless at you, nah I ain't
But if want steam or smoke, bet I match you
Got a bullet with your name on the
If hollows don't clip, you get nip like catfood
That dude, I die they gotta make a statue
Bad attitude this a purse it's a satchel
Go to any with money up in my bracket
I think about the state of rapping
All the in the classes
All the super seniors and ramblin'
Mumblin and
Mumble
I find it to find actual talent
I find it hard to find a challenge
I'm like Shabazz Palace's acid hit, elaborate
Rap Lab's
Word to Kodak's Black's
Calldrops on the album

[Verse 3: the Creator]
Ayo
I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the in the Glock
Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks,
And on my neck boy
You think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks
Who cast the first Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?
Real grunge nigga, I got a flannel as the top
And I'm up guitar, strum nigga
Bum niggas wish they make a Garden Shed
But sleeping on me man like their arm is dead
I'm a wild nigga boy, and you farmer born
You ain't animal, you are

[Outro: Tyler the
K shiz, up nigga!