Luyện nghe bài hát Super Market

(tyler)
in this fucking line at buying granola bars,
left my card and now this shit gon' have an extra charge,
this old in front of me buying a color printer,
tv dinners, tampons, soy paint thinner,
(domo)
so here i am, at the store for chips,
that pay for with dimes, nickels, and quaters and shit,
and im high so, im trying to dip,
but cut through the line, to get out of this bitch
(tyler)
what the fuck, who the this gay nigga in fake gucci,
drawing numbers, whatever, wood with a Jesus,
hey you, what the fuck you you doing?
(domo)
nigga fuck you, im just ruffles,
got a lot of foo,
so why dont you fucking wipe stupid look on your face
(tyler)
dont me shoot up this place, with lightsabers and guns,
and shoot caps at knee caps to make it to run,
and put your ankles in boards and pissy water for fun,
(domo)
nigga im a samurai, cut skinny ass in half,
look up at the math blow some fucking hash and laugh
(tyler)
im a fucking ninja and a and im from comptom,
better a better option, 'for these nikes get to stompin'
chomping at your oxygen chord you fat fake thompson,
like a virgin cherry we can get it poppin'
(domo)
i bet you lock and drop it faggot, bitch you from compton,
dumbo ears you poppin with the piece that gil' was rocking,
i will fucking beat your ass, box through the glass,
ill hit you hookie you skipping class, lee would get the math,
(tyler)
oh really? silly, giving tip drills to nilly,
get them ruffles no (?) cuz kiara kill me,
im grabbing 2 kitchen knives and stabbing this ice look alike to show you a nigga with attitude,
(domo)
i heard about you from that other nigga earl,
how you tavel to milan and now it likes gilrs,
ill roundhouse you, a fucking basket,
you into a old lady bagging plastic,
hope you get the message ill stomp you potholes,
and then fill you up shells but your used to eating tacos,
(tyler)
oh a taco joke, domo smoke i your album,
sound like some a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote,
im insulted shit, damn grab the charmin,
these messages monica her nigga armin,
(domo)
swift maids, switch blades, made of thick in em',
red dot his forehead cuz rileys hinduism,
and who happen to be your listeners,
doobies your booty hole alexis know the thruthie bro,
(tyler)
oh a lexus, i drive all that around the himesphere
all of kiaras ex's,
and bet this, im a motherfucking monster, fuck talk and ill stab you with this fucking launcher.
(domo)
when I cock the beam back, im for Supreme hats
go to hell i that burn you like green backs
(tyler)
you don't that, you faggot ill get your back and I'll snap it
And you with that fuckin leather jacket
fall, give me everything
im takin all this and fleein the scene on
my evil walrus, bitch, you, im out
(domo)
im high as fuck and I call for all this
imma get on my shit wait, here's my carcass