Dope Dealers Tyler, The Creator (Ft. Blak Tha Map)

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
Teenage billionaire
He's beating records off the top the holes of money
His roll rover sell a base for twelve a pop
(Pssh, yo)

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & Blak Tha Map]
Teenage billionaire
He's beating records off the top the holes of money
His roll rover sell a base for twelve a pop
Hodgy's eating rappers whole, yep, never digest the dope shits
They comin' out of him like crackhead's rectum
Fuck, I should be illegal, eagles flying over state
The model bitch (She look good)
And the head is great
The pink stripe is for diplomatic immunity
I'm A.C.E., a.k.a., "Mr. Fuck Up The Community" (Alright)

[Break: Blak Tha Map]
(Ay, holla, holla, holla, spit anotha one real quick)

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator & Blak Tha Map]
Nigga, Stez biting like they like it, Mike Tyson it
Here, these queers taking credit like their faggot card is debit fiends
Hit me on my beepa, could be on the keys
Then I push it out the speaka, bitch
I'm bunny with the basketball-in' (Damn)
I'm the dope dealer, pusha man in the dream state
Your bitch sticks to me like purple scotch tape (I'm lime green)
The pink stripe is for diplomatic immunity
I'm A.C.E., a.k.a., "Mr. Fuck Up The Community" (Alright)