- Tyler, The Creator Slater 歌詞
- Tyler, The Creator
- Slater (feat Frank Ocean) - Tyler The Creator
Me and Slater just hit a curb
Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
Shit now I kick it in the burbs
Me Im from the slums niggas who pushing tons
Tons of drugs Foul flow dirty mouth like kissing bums
Momma done made her one a witty son
With no respect for women so-so show me your titties hun
'You eighteen ' Me Im twenty something
Okay Im twenty but Im soon to be twenty-one
I wild out at shows break shit it should be fun
Venues are like pussy with me 'Should he cum '
Imma wax that like the chapstick in my backpack for my black lips
Then dip to Europe and come back with a stack of cheese
A stack of cheese for these rats Mac and Cheese
New Preme shit got me feeling flyer than a bag of bees
Fuck critics (Hows your dick ) 'Shit Hows your knees '
Yall on my dick more than my index when I take a pee
Came up with Rella aint touch a bag of weed
Shit was doper than Whitney Houstons needs
Golf Wang thats the team to be 'Aye ' getting TU OF indeed
We was missing Sweatshirt like wheres the hooded sleeve
Okay nevermind we found him
Me and Slater just hit a curb
Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
Shit now I kick it in the burbs
Guess I win checks startedcashing in
I stopped rapping and started asking 'Where my fucking passion is '
Probably where that faggot went (Who ) Tyler talking father problems
Shocky shit he spit to popping topics in a gossip column
I aint ask for this I did it out of boredom
Thought that roach was cool he died and pushed me into stardom
Now Yes PJ sippin leche Chips Ahoy boy listening to Cowboy
Aye boy land in Melbourne and skate to Fitzroy (Aye )
AUS was AWES I enjoyed boy yall niggas played as a tots toy
Have a good day as I annoy oi
Me and Slater just hit a curb
Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
Shit now I kick it in the burbs
Cameras with panoramas views
My shoes have seen more vans than Mexicanas with crackers in Alabama
G-O-to the-L-F this O-F I open a store so I dont stress
But nigga I (What ) mosh in gardens jazz punk shit
Playing chords making up shit pardon my Dolly Partons
And I keep sharting hoodies with rectangles and different colors
Niggers think I started kindergarten
My bitch is on my handle bars
(I just wanna ride my bike)
Slater Slater Slater Slater
My bitch is on my handle bars
Hair blowing in the wind
Her freckles look like candy bars
Hair blowing in the wind
My bitch is on my handle bars
(I just wanna ride my bike)
Slater Slater Slater Slater
My bitch is on my handle bars
Hair blowing in the wind
Her freckles look like candy bars
My cool summer never ends
Slater Slater Slater Slater
Oh my God seriously Mister cool guy
Youre talking to a fucking bike loser
(Haha)
Oh fuck
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