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Tyler we ah, I know it's notice but I brought all your friends here
For some reason I couldn't get a hold of and Jasper
But, I just all your friends to talk to you
Because, they're really worried you
I thought it would be better if, could talk to you

1: Domo]
It was all a dream, I used to read magazines
I rhyme I'm tryna get pictures in High Times
Smoke trees and see my hanging in the sky line
Swanton bomb off the bed a fine dime
In my mind I'm just tryna the finest
And get sticking bad heinas in vaginas
I'm the flyest when it come to this, fire when I come to
I am getting when the lighter comes in front of this
I'm a yeah, yeah, yeah you get the picture now
30 thousand feet gonna it hard for me to simmer down
Another flight, another beat, city, wow
another couple b*tches crying when I kick 'em out
Where we at? We on top of the

[Verse 2:
And five minutes suicide, I biked it to the park
I walked onto the block, met a guy, burgundy snap-back
Hurling and cars, and flirting with blonde Cadillacs
All was great, all was great, Frankie had the in fact
Bunch of pale hipster girls, pretty, but they booty
Teenage males, couldn't tell, I was through
And had a wallet of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost black
Parked in the studio Bastard's recorded at
Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco,
Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and
Bet I'm several but I had to bring that pattern back
We live inside a house says f*ck 'em on the welcome mat
Deep inside the ear canals of O'Reilly's daughter that's
Where I'm at? Now where we at? Gang, where we at?

3: Hodgy]
Swell motions get promotions, to my team
Hell yeah I weed cause I like to go green
Professor Beats n*ggas, let me proceed
Shine chandelier bright mike, if nose bleeds
We at ordering that 306
Milk and glaze is the gold mix me
b*tch is coming along, yeah she hum to my song
Singing like they were for her, but were for the blur
No longer, but we working, premature,
She's unsure, I'm for sure, and dress and my shirt
On the floor then pick it up, out the door,
Chased an imaginary friend, a reverie
the dream 'til it has an abortion
Where we at? We on top of the

4: Mike]
Everything say I'd never have, I'm seeing
Now, I bet they see that we balling All-Star Weekend
Always been the most cool, chase our shade
They say life switches pace when you got made
So I'm tryna get paid, don't you remember the days
When your dreams were the only thing that you sane
And too often think that they could stop me
Now every show we half a Maserati
And the only thing blocking me is
Now gold Rolex's if they try to clock me
Everything stays in the box like fighters in
Miss me if you're thinking we slack, hard
I got the world saying every Friday is black
Took your b*tch, you ain't her back, cause she know
we at n*gga? We on top of the world

[Interlude:
we at, n*ggas?
Where the f*ck we at, man? You n*ggas don't me, huh
we at?

[Verse 5:
to f*cking Earth, huh, down to f*cking Earth, huh
F*ck everybody, here goes some girth Sir
You f*cking critics are my nerves hurt
Since I'm saying f*ck everybody I guess that I'm a pervert
My window is a book and I'm a f*cking
Stealing phones to home but the line is off the hook
My mom ain't paid the bill, guess I pay it either
I ain't a f*cking deal yet but when I do
and Dave are to take a percentages that
Could pay the whole f*cking mortgage
I make a lot porn from touring in f*cking Oregon
From playing piano organs and I can pay the bill
Shit is getting real, people to feel
Like I'm changing, but their complaining making big f*cking
About some shit, they and pout (Can we get backstage man?)
No, faggot, it's out (Come on why you holding out
I though we was boys, without me, you wouldn't be the Creator
You're from the Derby, I can tell whenever you
A leopard can't it's spots) But I'm a f*cking unicorn
(Whatever man) Look, you can't stop me, I'm going full
F*ck that, I'm Hitler, a f*cking Nazi
Wolf Gi-di-dang you be where the fox be
And I be where, anybody
I try to "F*ck age, live dreams, and have fun"
(Here's some give a f*ck, cake) Oh, I should have some
(Asshole, none) How can I wake up on the wrong side
Of the bed, I don't even f*cking have one?
When I'm on that stage I feel
A whole f*cking of children that's taking Ritalin
Because the teacher said the therapist wasn't feeling him
You gotta be f*cking me
At school I was a zero, now I'm every boy's
And they fear it when they hear it when that f*cker's reciting my lyrics
rebel n*gga cheer it, dead parents everywhere
It's smelling like teen spirit.. okay, f*ck it, Elvis has the building