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

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

2: A$AP Rocky]
Fuck I cop pieces
Couple thots with me and them is like divas
Got my on but they look like sneakers
Flipped a couple packs, in the speakers
all in the speakers
In the like baseball, play ball
Face wall polices come
I don't rock Chanel, I channel
And no this ain't a purse, it's a
Bless at you, nah I sneeze
But if niggas steam or smoke, bet I match you
Got a with your name on the barrel
If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's
That dude, when I die gotta make a statue
Bad attitude this ain't a it's a satchel
Go to any nigga money up in my bracket
Then I think the state of rapping
All the freshmans in the
All the super seniors and ramblin'
and rappin'
Mumble
I find it hard to find talent
I find it hard to find a actual
I'm like Shabazz Palace's last hit, elaborate
Rap labyrinth
Word to Kodak's Lazaruth
on the album skits

[Verse 3: the Creator]
Ayo
I'm the that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock
Weird nigga, full with the sandals and the socks, stop
And based on my boy
You would think I hate glass 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 could a Garden Shed
But they sleeping on me man their arm is dead
I'm a nigga boy, and you farmer bred born
You ain't animal, you are

[Outro: the Creator]
K shiz, up nigga!