435 - Tyler, The Creator

Yeah, Ayo

Ayo

I put the feline in my hair, looking like a cheetah pet

And you know they getting green, if a flower on their neck

If a flower on their neck, hit Clancy on the text

I ain't tryna check a bag, can we get another jet?

I ain't gas niggas up, but that fuel is 50 grand

Passionfruit in D.R., had me dripping in the sand

New nigga from New York, I'ma give him sticky hands

Sticky fingers from the green, Jasper playing with them grams

They was playing at the grams, one nom ain't enough

I'm a make sure that that shit ain't happening again

Golf boys, it's them golf boys

In that 12 seater wings looking like a hawk boy

Getting to the paper better reup on the chalk board

Because the student turned into the teacher

Don't talk boy, class in session

1-5, I'm a 7

I'ma god nigga ask your reverend

And that crib in Bel-Air is heaven

Hot-coco outta chinas nigga pass the beverage, yeah

Comme Des on that hombre

Haters with the long face

New whip is pirelli tire'd like a long day

Big dollars, the scent Prada

Skinny nigga also big poppa, women they adore me

If you see me out in public, no pictures don't record me

I don't really fuck with y'all nigga, selfish at the orgy, uh

Bitch

One take

Yeah