Mom is getting jealous I see my manager More than I see her before I go on tour and it hurts I miss the days where this was fun But now it turned into
I can grab the fireworks And soda all the cookies we can eat Make you nauseous but be cautious this is not dawsons creek We could sneak away, fuck it
(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
[Verse 1] I'm a f-ckin' walkin' paradox, no I'm not Threesomes with a fuckin' triceratops, Reptar Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars Wearin' synthetic
Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom You're sleeping alone in your bedo Check ur window He's at your window [Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator] The night light
, covers, videos and all that shit Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-slauson rapping Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album [Dr. TC] Well, Tyler
you want me to just go with it... [verse 1] my window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook and
[Intro:] A-C-E, O-F, uh [Verse 1:] Wild, I'm not tame just because my visions are strange I am normal not deranged, I am not a fucking lame Your pee
little niggas better check my french I got allstars and you can check my bench Left Brain super three, Creator Ace puttin the expressions in music and create
access denied I'm not an asshole I just don't give a fuck a lot The only time i do is when a bitch is screamin "Tyler, stop!" The big bad wolf, to me
Yo, the only girl I ever loved Fucked some nigga that I really hate And the funny part about it that we didn't even date But at the end she could still
[Verse 1:] I'm a fuckin' walkin' paradox, no I'm not Threesomes with a fuckin' triceratops, Reptar Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars Wearin' synthetic
Straight-edge ass nigga I'm good man Fuck it, if you ain't gonna fuckin smoke nigga, just rap for us nigga Alright, I can do that [Tyler the Creator] Yo, I'm Tyler
[feat. Hodgy Beats] [Verse 1:] My window is a book and I'm a fuckin' crook Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook And if my mother
[with Domo Genesis, Hodgy Beats] [Verse 1: Tyler] The Supreme Tee is kinda dingy Pass the fucking puffer nigga stingy with the usher, let it burn Skate
[Verse 1:] White bitches, white girls, white drugs Black girls don't do it but my type does Fuck it in my white van, beat her with a nice white nightstand
[performed with N.E.R.D] [Verse 1: Tyler] Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop Pissin' on the demons of the Earth What's it really worth? Shit, now