歌词
<Verse: Earl Sweatshirt>
Sweatshirt, Domo Genesis, throwin' chairs, killin' s**t
I'm half-privileged, think white and have ***** lips
A tad different, mad smart, act ignorant
S**t, I'll pass the class when my dad starts givin' s**ts
But as long as our relationship is turdless
I'ma keep burning rubber and ******* these beats with burnt ****
Who that, oh, that new c**n John Cusack
A Mecca button-up, shoutin' bring Fubu back
Hands full of coke, mouth full of crack mu-zack
Odd Future on the doo-rag, guess who's back
With no hint, we're egging with no tint
Plus it's a shotgun under the seat where your ho sits, uh
The Night Striker, I'm riding her, up-tying her
It's nine Vicodins stuck inside of the windpipes of her
A little bit of sherm sure provokes the ******' fight in her
She started bitin' cause I'm givin' c**k like it's advice to her
Take that, I'm on top like wave caps
This is grade-A rap, Domo bring that bass back, *****
<Outro: Earl Sweatshirt & Tyler, the Creator>
Earl: Uhm, Domo couldn’t be here so uh… we’re just… I don’t like talking. UGH!
Tyler: Awww, cuz fell on the floor cuz! Aye, call them policemen ****** that like help people when they hurt!
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