Tyler, The Creator

Lyrics

7 ContributorsTYLER, THE CREATOR For The Green Box LyricsSkate park 'til the days dark
Then it's Roscoe's with the whole fucking G
'Olf Wang, Wolf Gang, same thang, just the G's off
Sick fuck I got many germs I feel like Adolf
Aye, y'all motherfuckers thought I was gone fall off?
Sorry, future brighter than what Stevie Wonder ain't saw
Ain't yaw jaw hurting from the hate, naw?
Ah, fuck it mate, and my balls still ain't drop, pause

Sick, spittin' like the motherfucking droolin'
Ear to a sea shell listening to Frankie's new shit

Who's this motherfucking crew bringing cool back?
To the rap bake sale makin' all the cake back
Made about one zero, zero, zero, zero, eight stacks
In a whole different fucking country where they hate rap
And they say, "hey black, can I get my kids back?
You brain washed them with all that triple sixty six crap"You might also likeEmbed

• Release Date: July 7, 2013
• Artist: Tyler, The Creator