[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
Yeah
How you doing today?
Yeah
Yeah
Ace the Creator, man
Look
Casey Veggies
Odd Future, look
Look
[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Hello, the hype is so mellow
Bitch I'm dope but my pipe is so yellow
The blue polka dots, pink stripes and it's pink on the title
Nigga fuck your role model bitch, I'm my own idol and
If you can't face it my nigga, you can ass it
My accessorize accessories bring out my assets
Nigga they sound on acid, tablets
Stussy’s G-Shock with my custom pair of 3D glasses
I suffer from ADHD
I should win a fucking award for being me
Beat banging the tom-toms
My producer selection is fresh nigga, fuck Vons
Ace the underdog, thrown them on the back bender
Cause I change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender
Eating Belgian waffles with Italian biscotts
I sold my soul to the devil for thirty percent off
And to you emo kids who walk around pissed off
Step one: pull your panties down and start to piss off
Step two: run to your radio, turn this shit off
Nigga didn't bother, so my father didn't help
So when my mom would beat my ass, she would always hit me
With Gucci belts, Gucci imprint from leather welts
Ace, the Creator, man
Casey Veggies, yo
Odd Future, nigga
Get used to it
Hey, I’m gonna slow it down real quick for you
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
I'm so dapper man, funky fresh Dapper Dan
I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand
On award tour, on excursions, I'm a virgin of swap meets
I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure
I'm dope, where the fiends at? Aight, where the jeans at?
The hat, the crew, the t-shirt is Supreme
[Verse 3: brandUn DeShay]
Yeah
We gotta speed it up, cuz we tryna to get to the mall
Trevor Ben in on the boards, brandUn DeShay
Right here for y’all
It’s what I do, don’t get it misconstrued
One half of ArKade
Step your game up, weight up
It’s the mixtape extraordinaire
Hip hop went M.I.A., I only sort of cared
But thanks to me and the cool kids and Casey V
And plus A-C-E
The Creator
Y’all niggas is playing yourself, masturbators
If you could, you’d hate on yourself, master haters
Hello ladies, the Val Venis with no towel
Y'all always come with chicken like Kung Pao
I'm always off the top like Kung Lao
I had to let it bang like gun pow-der
Or Kid Sister
Y'all really gonna miss him when I'm gone
If I ever exit
I feel like I come with bien dick (benedict)
Like eggs and I'm Arnold, you traitors, y'all haters
You're so flagrant with your foul behavior
Dr. DeShay, you can dial the pager
The irony is I'm so sick I need cough syrup
If y'all ain't catch it, just rewind like a ERRUP
I am the purest since blue magic
I am legend and I do classics
And I do problems, mathematician cause I do solve them
Okay, you’re a goon, but what’s a goon to a goblin?
Okay, what’s a goblin to a monster? Okay, what’s a monster to a beast?
A monster-beast
And that’s me because I make monster beats
I do a show and left your block looking like Contra streets
Yeah
How you doing today?
Yeah
Yeah
Ace the Creator, man
Look
Casey Veggies
Odd Future, look
Look
[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Hello, the hype is so mellow
Bitch I'm dope but my pipe is so yellow
The blue polka dots, pink stripes and it's pink on the title
Nigga fuck your role model bitch, I'm my own idol and
If you can't face it my nigga, you can ass it
My accessorize accessories bring out my assets
Nigga they sound on acid, tablets
Stussy’s G-Shock with my custom pair of 3D glasses
I suffer from ADHD
I should win a fucking award for being me
Beat banging the tom-toms
My producer selection is fresh nigga, fuck Vons
Ace the underdog, thrown them on the back bender
Cause I change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender
Eating Belgian waffles with Italian biscotts
I sold my soul to the devil for thirty percent off
And to you emo kids who walk around pissed off
Step one: pull your panties down and start to piss off
Step two: run to your radio, turn this shit off
Nigga didn't bother, so my father didn't help
So when my mom would beat my ass, she would always hit me
With Gucci belts, Gucci imprint from leather welts
Ace, the Creator, man
Casey Veggies, yo
Odd Future, nigga
Get used to it
Hey, I’m gonna slow it down real quick for you
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
I'm so dapper man, funky fresh Dapper Dan
I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand
On award tour, on excursions, I'm a virgin of swap meets
I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure
I'm dope, where the fiends at? Aight, where the jeans at?
The hat, the crew, the t-shirt is Supreme
[Verse 3: brandUn DeShay]
Yeah
We gotta speed it up, cuz we tryna to get to the mall
Trevor Ben in on the boards, brandUn DeShay
Right here for y’all
It’s what I do, don’t get it misconstrued
One half of ArKade
Step your game up, weight up
It’s the mixtape extraordinaire
Hip hop went M.I.A., I only sort of cared
But thanks to me and the cool kids and Casey V
And plus A-C-E
The Creator
Y’all niggas is playing yourself, masturbators
If you could, you’d hate on yourself, master haters
Hello ladies, the Val Venis with no towel
Y'all always come with chicken like Kung Pao
I'm always off the top like Kung Lao
I had to let it bang like gun pow-der
Or Kid Sister
Y'all really gonna miss him when I'm gone
If I ever exit
I feel like I come with bien dick (benedict)
Like eggs and I'm Arnold, you traitors, y'all haters
You're so flagrant with your foul behavior
Dr. DeShay, you can dial the pager
The irony is I'm so sick I need cough syrup
If y'all ain't catch it, just rewind like a ERRUP
I am the purest since blue magic
I am legend and I do classics
And I do problems, mathematician cause I do solve them
Okay, you’re a goon, but what’s a goon to a goblin?
Okay, what’s a goblin to a monster? Okay, what’s a monster to a beast?
A monster-beast
And that’s me because I make monster beats
I do a show and left your block looking like Contra streets
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