All the bad bitches boo you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in I got one in the and two in the back And the bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"
1:] Wolf a T-Rex cock, less talk I invest stock in wet rock Smoke with all the big bumping "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, thumpin' up the dead cops And pop it like I a match in the engine And go harder than a fucking intervention of the class and the last to attend it Big Earl make you fags at attention Odd Future, I'm motherfucking general Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass go Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you know Why this Playboy so sticky in this what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes Hit 'em low, litter them with Chronicles of Riddick Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my slow Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas what they fo'
[Verse 2: Vince Black Ted sick as John Gacy with a possible victim, she was 18 A hippie whore, met her at the liquor store She with dick to help support the habit picked up in the fourth Grade A of ass, so I plan on screwing it Slipped of a couple Rufilin the bitch's juice and gin thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet She's and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it Look, you know it's not rape if you it, bitch So sit down a pretty ho and don't fight the shit Or I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck Hide the slices from the given with a dull Gillette Mop the blood up, put the body in the
Stash her where we hide the and the condoms "Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or even fucking You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking
3:] Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last They thought I was 'til I asked what that ass like Damn right, red light, ran right it "You don't even have your permit, the fuck are you doing? " Maybe if you shut the fuck up, be cruising And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing your bruises But no, you wanna be Fuck-with-the-Music I'm zoning on Relapse, she's on Blueprint Three seconds it for her to turn blue With my hands around her throat, her arms moving Pulse too, in the back, look confused As I turn to tell them not to do shit stupid Red, white, blue in the rear-view, shit Swerved to the shoulder, tell them both no Sit down in the back, cause the windows As I rolled mine to forge a new friendship "Aren't you a too young to be driving? " Look Officer, I'm just tryna get "Get out the car with your license and registration" I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped Back to the crib for some tea and crumpets, shit
All the bad boo when you rap I can teach you how to 'em like a tutor, in fact A one dead in the front, cop in the back And two live bitches screaming "Odd is back"