[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]
Y'all niggas got problems; what the fuck I got? Burners
What the fuck you saying to a real-ass nigga
Come through the streets, I got my car on ice skates
What the fuck you saying to me dog, I'm mean
Off top, came in, hit him in the spleen
Got a problem with it, chain all clean
Bitches on site, bitch I don't write
Off top, let these niggas know some dog
[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
The AK-47 leave a nigga holey
Red sauce on his shirt, bowl of ravioli
I'm making that cheese, bowl of macaroni
I'm a make you my new tenderoni
[Verse 3: Left Brain]
Creep into your crib, I'll kill your daughter and your son
Then I'll hit you up with a fucking water gun
With the Odd Future water gun, it's on the shirt
I'll put you on the shirt, nigga, in the dirt
I ain't ready to lead the rap
Hold up, nigga
[Verse 4: Tyler, the Creator]
Bring it back
Niggas think the AK shit don't split
I don't give a fuck; I fucked my bitch
Y'all niggas got problems; what the fuck I got? Burners
What the fuck you saying to a real-ass nigga
Come through the streets, I got my car on ice skates
What the fuck you saying to me dog, I'm mean
Off top, came in, hit him in the spleen
Got a problem with it, chain all clean
Bitches on site, bitch I don't write
Off top, let these niggas know some dog
[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
The AK-47 leave a nigga holey
Red sauce on his shirt, bowl of ravioli
I'm making that cheese, bowl of macaroni
I'm a make you my new tenderoni
[Verse 3: Left Brain]
Creep into your crib, I'll kill your daughter and your son
Then I'll hit you up with a fucking water gun
With the Odd Future water gun, it's on the shirt
I'll put you on the shirt, nigga, in the dirt
I ain't ready to lead the rap
Hold up, nigga
[Verse 4: Tyler, the Creator]
Bring it back
Niggas think the AK shit don't split
I don't give a fuck; I fucked my bitch
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