[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Came back hard cause you think it’s a joke
Thought I fell off but I came back for more
Young Zeltron go zero below
I stay cold, that’s from head to toe
You on the pole, you on a bean
I can make a bitch seem like I’m the dream
No fourteen, nigga this thirteen
Got hella hoes like the state of Beijing
Bitch I’m sick like the measles
Bitch I ball like the Eagles
Y’all niggas looking like Sméagol
Got a lawyer and a paralegal
Free Lil Pump
Too cliche if I said “fuck Trump”
Try one of mine, bet a nigga get jumped
Came from the bottom I came from a swamp (with)
Alligator shoes, off the avenue
Making money day, and night, and afternoon
Went from making music tryna balance school
People called me gook and yet I made it cool
What the fuck can you say about the nigga Denzel Curry mane
Bitch I got it from the dirty mane
And I did it under thirty mane
Got a whole pocket full of sherbert
First, second, third verse, heard your mixtape never heard worse
Niggas wanna con never converse
They just wanna ride a nigga wave cause a nigga making commerce
Denzel use too many big words
Sounds like y’all niggas watch big bird
Girls wanna talk but way back then like a fine fat bitch I got big curves
You’ll concur if you’ve been there nigga
This ain’t style, this swimwear nigga
Everybody know that a nigga drip hard
Got hoes begging for the skin care nigga
Youngins wanna hate but I don’t care nigga
Old heads hate when they lose hair nigga
Sorry but I don’t compare nigga
I can do it all, and it’s not fair nigga
[Chorus 1: Playboi Carti]
I’ma go fuck that bitch, I’ma go thrash that bitch
Shawty gon’ suck this dick, shawty gon’ suck this dick
That’s a pull-up bitch, don’t make me pull up bitch
I smash that thot, then pull out bitch, might push to Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take yo chain lil bitch
I’m on Deebo lit, I’m on ‘migo lit, I’m on kilo lit
I go psycho, bitch, watch me sock yo bitch
Watch me thrust that bitch, then I pass that bitch
[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
Niggas is just rapping ’cause like
Why not?
Golf boys, ayo
[Pre-Verse: Tyler, The Creator]
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this bitch
Everybody got opinions everybody got tips
Tell them Twitter finger niggas they can cancel my dick, hmm
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this hoe
Somebody tell the devil that I’m knocking at the door
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Ayo, ayo
In my mansion, niggas salsa dancing nigga
Nigga smiling on me face, I’m so handsome nigga
I was edgy, nigga, now its Fetti
I get my backyard, oh that’s the Getty
Nigga I, was in the garden couldn’t fathom
It was snakes in the grass but I couldn’t grab ’em
Focus on the Eve, nah focus on the green
In the trees with binoculars, looking for an Adam
Lemme tell ya, I got dreams to sell ya
Cause y’all reek of backwoods and some future failures
We was working deals, out finalizing hurdles
Y’all was out in Paris dick riding Virgil
Hope them Insta photos keep you cool in coach
Clout yeah, oh, you out here?
Oh, you network, where your self-worth?
Nigga dick ride ’til your neck hurt
Nigga we ok, boy better know BBK
You want war then I’m G.I. Joe
You get cooked nigga B-B-Q
I Diplo then go MIA
Then skate off like a T.I. role
Niggas pretend to be bosses
You signed a 360, you lost it
That’s 400 for my exhaust, the mean with the walk
Now tell the Black Youth, to just be
Tell them never stop
Yeah we all moving, but you ain’t gotta put us in a box
We can paint, we can draw, whatever
We can Lady Bird, we can Baby Boy
Whatever movie setting you choose
Just, just try to do better
And don’t let them stretch you too thin, new leathe
[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this bitch
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe run it (run it, run it, run it)
[Chorus 1: Playboi Carti]
I’ma go fuck that bitch, I’ma go thrash that bitch
Shawty gon’ suck this dick, shawty gon’ suck this dick
That’s a pull-up bitch, don’t make me pull up bitch
I smash that thot, then pull out bitch, might push to Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take yo chain lil bitch
I’m on Deebo lit, I’m on ‘migo lit, I’m on kilo lit
I go psycho, bitch, watch me sock yo bitch
Watch me thrust that bitch, then I pass that bitch
[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this bitch
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe run it (run it, run it, run it)
[Chorus 2: Denzel Curry]
Y’all wack as fuck, bitch I’m black as fuck (Fuck)
They be asking why I’m acting up (Up)
‘Cause you ain’t down with us (Us)
On the bus, fuck a bust down I’d rather bust a nut (Bust a nut)
I dont trust niggas talking down but wanna keep in touch (Fuck nigga)
Yall wack as fuck, bitch I’m black as fuck (Fuck)
They be asking why I’m acting up (Up)
Cause you ain’t down with ‘us (Us)
On the bus, fuck a bust down I’d rather bust a nut (Bust a nut)
I don’t trust niggas talking down but wanna keep in touch (Ugh)
[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
Niggas is just rapping ’cause like
Why not?
Golf boys, ayo
[Pre-Verse: Tyler, The Creator]
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this bitch
Everybody got opinions everybody got tips
Tell them Twitter finger niggas they can cancel my dick, hmm
I tip-tip-tip-tip toe in this hoe
Somebody tell the devil that I’m knocking at the door
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
666 when we bag em, hmm
Y’all don’t even know about the madam, hmm
Y’all can get the packet with the atom, boom
Summer just got a lil heater, yeah
Flower Boy gold no gimmicks, I joke
And I ain’t have to fuck a Akademiks to post
No radio play like once or so
Y’all swear y’all got the keys
I play piano, stop
Nigga, I’m the ammo in the Glock
Church pants, sandals with the socks
You niggas done, you better get the mop
No violence, curly hair bounded at the top
No violence, ayo
Incredible with commas I, make ya stretch like Violet’s mama, ay
I go Dash and handmade ones the, neck Frozone like papa’s partner, say
Incredible with commas I, make ya stretch like Violet mama in
I go Dash and handmade ones the, neck Frozone like papa’s partner, nigga
[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Runnin’ in that bitch
At the bottom of the bitch
Had the doubles in the bitch
Double O, double O, double T
I was in a meeting, fucking with me
I ain’t say nothing this off top of the dome
Shoutout Carti