Come On, Let’s Go Tyler, The Creator & Nigo

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
(Yeah)
Brr, brr (Ooh, ah)
Agh, I'm downstairs (Ooh, yeah)
Tsk, fuck you mean? (Ooh, ah)
Girl! (Ooh)

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & Pharrell Williams]
I told your ass be ready, ah
You always got excuses and you know I be on top of things
Punctual my proper name, on the dot is not your aim
Although we in love, we are not the same, uh
I hit you on that celly, ah
You said you needed five, that was more than twelve ago
Claim you got your hands tied, time stuck like Velcro
Georgia Peach on east side like it's ATL, ho (Yeah)
You lackin', you trippin', you slackin' (Ayy, ayy; yeah)
Impatiently waitin' (Ayy; yeah)
Confused, like "What happened?" (Yeah)
How you get a attitude 'cause I'm gettin' mad? (Yeah)
'Cause you wanna take twenty minutes and a half (Yeah)
And on top of that, I gotta get gas
Ahh, the freeway, picked up traffic (Yeah, yeah)
What the fuck is you doin'? We gotta dip, dip, dip, dip, dip
Cartier-er-er-er, watch go tick, tick, tick, tick, tick
Waitin' for that last minute for your goddamn hair (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now stop playin' games, girl, and bring your ass downstairs (Yeah)