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

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

2: Frank]
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 blues in
Bunch of pale hipster girls, pretty, but they booty
Teenage males, couldn't tell, I was through
And had a wallet full of cream, Green, Beamer almost black
Parked in front the studio recorded at
Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco,
Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and
Bet I'm missing several but I had to that pattern back
We live inside a house that f*ck 'em on the welcome mat
Deep the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's daughter that's
I'm at? Now where we at? Wolf Gang, where we at?

[Verse 3:
Swell get promotions, to my whole team
Hell yeah I smoke weed cause I to go green
Beats educates n*ggas, let me proceed
Shine bright mike, if your nose bleeds
We at Randy's ordering 306
and glaze is the greed gold mix me
Your b*tch is coming along, she hum to my song
like they were for her, but they were for the blur
No longer, but we working, premature,
She's unsure, I'm for sure, blouse and dress and my
On the floor pick it up, out the door, door
Chased an imaginary friend, a absorption
Impregnate the dream 'til it has an
we at? We on top of the world

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

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

[Verse 5:
Down to Earth, huh, down to f*cking Earth, huh
everybody, here goes some extra girth Sir
You f*cking are making my nerves hurt
Since I'm saying f*ck everybody I guess that I'm a f*cking
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, I can't pay it either
I ain't signed a f*cking yet but when I do
Clancy and Dave are to take a that
Could pay the whole city's mortgage
Hopefully I make a lot porn from touring in f*cking
From playing piano organs and I can pay the bill
Shit is getting real, people to feel
Like I'm changing, but their complaining big f*cking deals
some shit, they b*tch and pout (Can we get backstage man?)
No, faggot, sold out (Come on why you holding out
I though we was boys, without me, you wouldn't be Tyler the
You're from the Derby, I can whenever you perform
A leopard can't it's spots) But I'm a f*cking unicorn
(Whatever man) Look, you can't me, I'm going full monty
F*ck that, I'm Hitler, everyone's a f*cking
Gi-di-dang you be roaming where the fox be
And I be where, anybody
I try to preach "F*ck age, dreams, and have fun"
(Here's some give a f*ck, cake) Oh, maybe I have some
(Asshole, have none) How can I up on the wrong side
Of the bed, when I don't even f*cking one?
When I'm on that I feel important
A f*cking assortment of children that's taking Ritalin
Because the teacher said that the therapist wasn't him
You gotta be f*cking me
At school I was a zero, now I'm boy's hero
And they fear it when they hear it when little f*cker's reciting my lyrics
Yeah rebel n*gga cheer it, parents everywhere
smelling like teen spirit.. okay, f*ck it, Elvis has left the building