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[Intro: the Creator & A$AP Rocky]
That's hot and
Don't say shit like
You gon' start me from the Listen
out Harlem, man
Shout out Rocky, man
in the building, man
What's Is that potato salad?
Yo,

[Verse 1: Tyler the
Niggas give me the shoulder, I can speak for myself
So I keep a waist and alligator the belt
And got a belt the holster, I ain't playing games
But got some niggas who would do it, so I pass the controller
You get pressed and X out, your nose
Pause your life if you try to mess with my O's, whoa
So cut the crap like barbers
'Cause we with the beef like closeted gay fathers
Nigga we get dollars, 'em to Ben Baller
for them chains that's all shiny with thick water
I got back pains, neck heavy like cream
My clean, and they all white, I whip cream
And cop boys, and I joy stick, I cream and cop cribs
I got more space big jeans, y'all sleeping on me
why they got shit dreams, I'm alien
Got the laser gun the big beam
Married to the money, my bitch
No I don't sip lean, but around in rockets like Yao Ming
Y'all weak
They thought I was and all mouses
C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses
Y'all cop kush, my I cop houses
And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and Sprouses, nigga
Where we, Rocky, A$AP, GOLF boy, where we at, nigga in

[Verse 2: A$AP
clothes I cop pieces
Couple thots with me and them hoes is like
Got my on but they look like sneakers
Flipped a couple packs, BasedGod in the
Bass all in the
In the like baseball, play ball
Face wall when polices
I don't rock Chanel, I channel
And no this a purse, it's a satchel
Bless at you, nah I sneeze
But if niggas want or smoke, bet I match you
Got a with your name on the barrel
If don't clip, you get nip like it's catfood
dude, when I die they gotta make a statue
Bad attitude this ain't a purse it's a
Go to any with money up in my bracket
I think about the state of rapping
All the in the classes
All the seniors mumblin' and ramblin'
Mumblin and
Mumble
I find it to find actual talent
I find it hard to find a challenge
I'm like Shabazz last acid hit, elaborate
Rap labyrinth
to Kodak's Black's Lazaruth
Calldrops on the album

[Verse 3: Tyler the
Ayo
I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the in the Glock
Weird nigga, suit with the sandals and the socks, stop
And based on my boy
You would think I glass homes way I'm handling the rocks
Who cast the stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?
Real nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top
And I'm picking up guitar, strum
Bum niggas they could make a Garden Shed
But they sleeping on me man like their arm is
I'm a wild boy, and you farmer bred born
You animal, you are corn

[Outro: the Creator]
K shiz, up nigga!