No Idols-Tyler, The Creator

歌手 : Tyler, The Creator

专辑 : No Idols

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:45

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TXT No Idols-Tyler, The Creator 文本歌词

Ladies and gentlemen,

Wolf Haley,

Domo Gen in this b**ch

I mean the building, we came with planes and two

Taliban kids

Some gasoline, me and

Domo are two talented kids

B**ch, back like my jump on

Jimmy Fallen's ribs

You think

I give a f**k?

Exes get to hackin' at dicks

Then toss salads while you swallow you a gallon of jizz

Man this rap sh*t is borin', this tourin' is tearing me a new asshole

I'm not even enjoyin' the fruits of my labor

That's cause

I'm up 'til four in the morning recording, f**k it

If you think

I'm a dick, b**ch then why don't you, shove it

Up your f**kin' a**,

I mastered this sh*t like

I'm grubbin’

Cuban chain tucked cause you know

I don't like, stuntin'

But since we're on the subject,

I'm good bruh it's, nothin'

Lettuce in my pocket, salty *s need to, catch up

You're full of bologna if you do not think my, bread's up

But let us get this cheese, you musta heard

Rella Never mind, you don't even like sandwiches fella

And I'm still f**kin' hungry, that's probably cause

I'm African

Domo thanks for giving me the gift to wanna rap again

Actually, f**k this,

Adult Swim pays good

Loiter Squad season two, b**ch

I wanna act again

Liftin' up like the collar of

Kanye on College

Dropout To be honest, when

I drop it

I'm knockin' the whole block out

Off the glass, even when it look good

I still box out

B**ch regardless,

I'm the hardest, pullin' all of the stops out

Smellin' like success, leave the room

I bet it linger

Word slinger, oh it's itchin'

I'm fixin' the trigger finger

I don't get respect it's like somebody gotta die tonight

Six in the morn, asthma flared and there's snot in my nose

The needle got me sick, whatever robotussin will get it

I'mma dragon,

I speak Portuguese and

Spanish I drive a wagon, momma said that

I could be anything that

I imagine

I wanna be successful by the age of twenty-one

Cause twenty-three's too late,

I'm done I wool-knitted this purse and *ted this verse

But lucky enough the dick-riders will still go berserk

It's No Idols, ni**a,

I got the game toe-touchin' like it's pigeon-toed

Put the homies on and flip it like reciprocals

Listen yo, quit the *in', white-tinted

I got this sh*t controlled, boy

I be the illest feel it in my soul

For all you know

I'm ultimate soldier type, it's a horror story

Reason you feelin' worried, cause

I'm the poltergeist

I'm the evil thought that's approachin' 'em on the coldest nights

So when they ask me if

I'm 'bout to kill 'em, tell 'em, "Show you're right"

I got my focus right as you could f**kin' see now

Landin’ for my spot, make you forget it like you senile

Document my awesomeness cause

I don't like to freestyle

I like to hit the dougie while she suckin' on my penile

Domo Genesis, what

I tell them b**ches

I'm finished with

Spit the sickest sh*t, don't put them tickets on your

Christmas list

Get a glimpse of this probably make you go out and slit your wrists

Sh*t, watch these *s just spaz on some schizophrenic sh*t

No Idols

Our boy Al, everybody's pal