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[Intro]I can't readI got five on itI got five on it too my niggasYou smokin nigga?Nah, I ain't smokinNigga come on, just hit the fuckin bluntNah, ya'll know I don't smokeThis nigga never wanna smokeI'm high off life nigga(We should hotbox it)Straight-edge ass niggaI'm good manFuck it, if you ain't gonna fuckin smoke nigga, just rap for us niggaAlright, I can do that[Tyler the Creator]Yo,I'm Tyler, Mr. Green HatPoor bullshit anti-clean rapFuck your blog opinion and your feedbackMy self respect I leave thatIn the lost and found where the black girls get their weaves backAwesome, I achieve that, minnieBlasting "You're a jerk" in some fucking yellow skinniesSongtextelooking like a fucking faggotBouncing round the house trying to find an easy way to rape minnieBet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny deadI like my girls smart, skinny, kinda poptartWhen I bite into 'em, redI'm a self-racist, you should tape thisI'm the rapist, I'm a fascist, fuck fashiongucci belts is for them faggotsmy hat is by GBif you got a fuckin problem with the futureyou can get a death wish just like a ??fuck the biz apparent, odd future errantI'm watching the barracks getting head from someone's parentBlind fucking hate inside my heartGuaranteed that I'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staringI'm flying on the beaver, you're a disbelieverSo don't ask for no motherfuckin rideWhen you see us swim right past youThis shit that was said, that I'm nuttyCuz I jack off with dish soap and smell gas fumesPermanent brain damage similar to tattoosThe shit you can mention me if anybody ask youCare to juggle with the cash news? (??)You didn't see me here if someone ask you(That nigga got off)[Hodgy Beats]I wanna feel her in every wayMary Jane keeps me high like every dayBong, vaporizer, in the sack nowStuck in my high, afraid of heights, I'm trappedBuy a swisher for a dollar or two blunt wrapsRoll it up and make sure that everything's fatShe ain't got time to try to relieve yaBut she'll get all in your head -- sativa[BranDun Deshay]I'm good but ya'll don't want me like vegetablesI'm all in front of you zeroes like decimalsLet's take em high like the decibelsSo we get em high, get em high like cholesterolIn the overweight motherlover, my tracks is filled with blubberThat's fatWho needs another producer?Go get it from odd futureUsed to ride solo cuz i ain't really care what the rest saytype of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tapebest stay away, been doin clothes, i show up before hosbest believe me if you want more of thoseand i got a girlfriendso i'm gonna keep lyin til the verse end[Outro]Bran Deshay, Ace the Creator, Odd FutureOF until, untilfrom now until forever Aus Songtexte Mania