Her

Produced by: Tyler, The Creator

<Intro>

Oh I don't need the metronome bro

(Ey)

When you wanna be, ahh

When you eat all the cheese in the store

In the the store, in the store, in the store, yeah, yeah yeah

Alright

<Verse 1>

(It's this girl)

She lives next door, to the store that I loiter at

We talk every night, she cry to me about her guy

And if we text I get pissed when I get no reply

(It's this girl)

I know that she's the key to love

She is who I'm thinking of when I am beating Richard up

To mental images her face look

The closest that I got was when I'm poking her on Facebook

(This girl)

Video chats are so exciting

'Cause it's like she is inviting me to her world full of privacy

I'm getting gassed up, I think she's liking me

She's gullible and I just wanna take it like a pirate (arrrrgh!)

(It's this girl)

I see her in class

Not really, two doors down, but anytime that I pass

To take a piss in a stall, I picture us in the hall

Locking lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my *******

My left hand on her *******, ah my *******'s getting hard

From thoughts of dating this *******

(It's this girl)

Her name is my passwords, *******

(This girl)

<Verse 2>

All my *******s got they ******* and stuff

But all the ******* they *******, are known as ******* and sluts

But she's special, I know to y'all I come off as rough

But I'm the nicest to her, and I just want to concur

A relation, I want the cheesy dates at the movies

And stupid walks at the beach, and sharing straws in a cup

I never had that, so when we holding hands walking home

I look past that, the fact that she's *******g guys that I hate

(This girl)

But, things are looking great, cut copy

Last time we talked she said that her relationship was rocky (Action)

Now that Mr. *******'s gone, there's no one that can stop me

From bagging her, I got these tickets to the Roxy

(Girl)

Next day, metro's taking me home

I see her in the cut at Wendy's, but she's not alone

Who's that guy? Wait, why the ******* he 'bout to kiss her? (*******)

Come to find out she got back with her *******

(It's this girl)

<Interlude>

(Damn!)

Fxxk

(It's this girl)

Another one

It's not the first time

(It's this girl)

<Verse 3>

She's so pretty, ******* self-pity, I feel so *******ty

I wanna text her in a jealous rage

But if she reply to say anything, I'ma smile, I know

What do I do with myself?

Sit in my room for some days?

Play Xbox with piles full of wet socks? ******* that

(Girl)

<Verse 4>

My ******* ask, "Ace, what happened to such and such?"

I could slander her name, and then tell him I probably *******ed

Or I could tell him the truth and just say she ain't like me much

But instead, I lie and say she moved to Nebraska

<Outro>

(It's this girl)

But she's not mine