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[Intro: Tyler the Creator & Rocky]
hot and horny
Don't say shit that
You gon' me from the top? Listen
out Harlem, man
Shout out Rocky, man
in the building, man
What's Is that potato salad?
Yo,

[Verse 1: Tyler the
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 playing
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 with my O's,
So cut the crap shit barbers
'Cause we really with the beef like gay fathers
we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller
Exchange for them that's all shiny with thick water
I got back pains, neck like whipped cream
My whip clean, and they all white, I whip
And cop boys, and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop
I got more space than big jeans, y'all on me
Explain why they got shit dreams, I'm
Got the laser gun with the big
to the money, my bitch green
No I don't sip lean, but around in rockets like Yao Ming
Y'all niggas
They I was goofy and all mouses
Double C my luggage and fill with Comme blouses
Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop
And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and Cole Sprouses,
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 hoes is divas
Got my Vans on but they look sneakers
Flipped a couple packs, in the speakers
all in the speakers
In the field baseball, play ball
Face wall when come
I don't rock Chanel, I channel
And no this ain't a purse, a satchel
Bless at you, nah I sneeze
But if niggas steam or smoke, bet I match you
Got a bullet your name on the barrel
If hollows don't clip, you get nip like catfood
That dude, I die they gotta make a statue
Bad attitude ain't a purse it's a satchel
Go to any nigga money up in my bracket
Then I about the state of rapping
All the in the classes
All the seniors mumblin' and ramblin'
Mumblin and
Mumble
I it hard to find actual talent
I find it to find a actual challenge
I'm like Shabazz Palace's last hit, elaborate
Rap labyrinth
Word to Kodak's Black's
Calldrops on the album

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

Tyler the Creator]
K shiz, up nigga!