FUCKYOUMEAN Tyler, The Creator

[Intro]
What the fuck you mean?
That's my team they get over there
I could trap my scene and my team get over there
Yeah

[Chorus]
Ride around in that boat
I’m just tryna ride around with my bros
Niggas really tryna act like they ain’t know, I know
Ride around in that thang
Niggas try to talk me out of my brain
Nigga, I’m all out of my brain, I know

[Verse]
Ayo, look
Everything I do, niggas stick like glue
Oh you got a girlfriend? Shit I'll fuck her too
Why you look so lost, Get a DJ Clue
And hop in a Lancia, the color midnight blue
Nigga vroom, vroom, vroom, yeah fee fi fo
Got a new boy toy, I call 'em G.I Joe
I'm with billionaire Hov, if he said in the end
That I'll be one too, like 3, 5, 4
Mama used to claim till the tax go out
So imma fuck the game till my back go out (Right now)
Walking with a hunch like I know something up
Net worth hit the spike like a bowl of fruit punch (Right now)
Still don't give a fuck, I ain't abort the mission
And I'm pushing 30 but the skin say different
Still got drive you could check the Michellins (Right now)
Every fucking tie like a Harvard tuition (Nigga)
Cars I steer shit is hardly here (Hardly here)
Shit still look weird, like Marshall's beard (Marshall's beard)
All the hoes and babes pull out their phone and wave
Whenever I drive by like I'm partial queer