CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST: The Estate Sale Album Lyrics by Tyler, The Creator

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SIR BAUDELAIRE

The sun beamin'
Y'all ready?
Ayo (DJ the father)
It's T, baby
I don't think you're ready
Wolf Haley, Bunnyhop, yo
I must say, I'm glad you found your way here

Yo, cookie crumbs in the Rolls, jet fuel scented vest
Swim trunks in the trunk, Geneva water the best (the best)
The passport lookin' thick, the afro need a pick
My skin soak up the sun, ain't shakin' hands with you bums (nah)
Bunny hopper, the new car doors, they lift open (Woo)
The lake water dry off at the French Open (ayy)
I rub it in these niggas' faces like thick lotion
That big B is in motion, huh (Gangsta Grillz)
Cool peach cobbler, dude, spit like a llama do
Used to be reckless, used to see what them commas do
New le Fleur season, summer time look like private school
Keep it low, don't want that shit to blow like Osama shoe
I'm a true connoisseur, hotel concierge
Know me as that spaced-out nigga with the chunky airs
UFC, that shit swole up, that's VVS, keep Vic safe
That's a mansion on that USB, it's T, yeah

I hope you niggas been spendin' your time wisely
Call me if you get lost, baby
As you can tell, we have (haha)
This shit for the sun seekers (we got them bikes on the tarmacs)
Welcome to the disco (hittin' wheelies and shit)
Call me if you get lost (perfume on the skin, ha)
Hahaha

Call me if you want
See, while y'all was in the house (call me if you want)
We was takin' Rolls Royces to go see alligators
DJ Drama, man (call me if you want)
Travelin' the world
Passport stamped up up
It's Tyler Baudelaire, nigga

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CORSO

You see (uh)
On this here stage tonight is something legendary (yeah)
He goes by the name of The Creator (crazy, ayo)
But you, you call him Tyler Baudelaire (look)

I be talkin' that fresh, shit, I don't need gum (nah)
Cookie crumbs in the Rolls, never no weed crumbs (no)
He ain't talk to his bitch in three days (no)
It ain't gotta be this way, I'm down for the threesome (woo)
I might buy a boat (nigga, yeah)
Depends if Capri got space, don't really need one
I could go in the wintertime, baby, I bleed sun
Find another nigga like me 'cause I ain't seen one (tell 'em, no)
Pull up in that, uh, whatchamacallit? (nyoom)
Played a couple demos at Madison Square Garden
And tell them motherf*ckers at Sony I'm not callin'
I'm plottin' on a billi, chili in my garden, yo

Alright, I admit it
We just been playin' with you niggas, man
T, I think you need to load that second clip

B-Hop, uh, French Waltz, uh
She say like the Royce and I'm like, "Which one?
I got two, hun," look (let's go)

Catch me in my other, other, other, other crib, that's my AKA
Hurricane-proof all the views, shit like "A Bay Bay!" (damn)
A fuzzy hat, ascot, passport got tattoos
Slim nigga, big dick with a f*ckin' gap tooth
Where you been? (Money)
Call me Mr. Always On Some Shit You Never Seen (huh)
In that mansion, livin' single, bitch, I'm Maxine
"Niggas of you status shouldn't talk"
Give a f*ck about your thoughts, call me if you get lost, bitch

Okay, now you understand what we came here to do, right?
Oh yeah, me, I go by the name of DJ Drama
And on my side, that's Tyler Baudelaire
AKA Bunnyhop
AKA The Creator
Call me if you get lost, suckers
We didn't come to play with' you niggas

Look, tried to take somebody bitch 'cause I'm a bad person
I don't regret shit because that (woo) worth it
In the end, she picked him, I hope when they f*ckin'
She still thinkin' of me 'cause I'm that perfect
I'ma get that deep text when it first surface
Better send it to my ego 'cause that shit hurtin'
Hope y'all shit workin' (true story), I'm a psycho, huh?
Don't give a f*ck, you left my heart twerkin'
Movin', losin' grip on my doin's
Eyes is cryin' on the jet, cruisin'
'Bout to sweat millions just to fill voids up
Drama, I need you (yessir), can you turn the noise up?
Can you turn the noise up? Can you turn the noise up? (go, go, go, go)
Turn the f*ckin' noise up, Odd nigga, my heart broken
Remember I was rich, so I bought me some new emotions
And a new boat, 'cause I rather cry on the ocean
It's T, baby, uh

Hahahaha, I tried to tell y'all
I don't even like using the word "bitch"
It just sounded cool

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LEMONHEAD

Y'all niggas know what's up
You say, you say pandemic? (Yeah)
Oh, you wanna see a pandemic? (Bunnyhop)
Well, shit, remove us from the game
This shit'll really get crazy (I don't lean, I don't lean)
Gangsta Grillz (yeah)

I don't lean but my house do
Off the hill with the mean view (yeah)
Nice house, if you look out
You can see some eagles and a few yachts
Got a roommate, he won't move out
If you want smoke, he the cool aunt
And he drill shit, got the tool out
It's the Wolf Gang, Brooklyn Zoo out (ah-ah-ah-ah)
Nigga, Wu-Tang, you get chewed out
When we woo-hah, this is Flipmode
And they know you're pussy like the douche out
Bitch, I'm cuckoo and his mouth wet (cuckoo, cuckoo)
He a pool now, used to stage dive (yeah, yeah, yeah)
But they sue now, I was too hot
TLC, waterfalls on my chest help me cool off (ah)
Got too many cars, shit I'm go-kartin' (yeah)
They catchin' dust, won't even start it (yeah)
Earlobe with Lemonheads, lookin' like Bart
Keep the Patek, I spent that on AWGE (spent that on AWGE, nigga)
How much it cost? Shit, I don't know (nah)
But I know that stage a million a show (true story)
Stuck in my ways, they say, "How so?"
First nigga put a bike rack on the Rolls, T

A young turnt nigga, I be f*ckin' these hoes
Twenty appearance, I get it, I go (I'm here)
Rich, tell the world, "come see me out low"
I ain't rockin' with cuz, nigga, free my bros (Trez)
I ain't got no safe and they see me shinin' (bitch, huh)
Still f*ck, I'm grindin' (lame)
Eighty for a gram, remindin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, huh)
Two-tone Patek in this bitch, god damn it (ho)
Ten bad hoes, nigga, look at that bitch (look at that)
Still sellin' dope, I be cookin' that shit (man, real talk, shit)
My hoodie like six bands (look, dog shit)
Over a hunnid (yeah, yeah)
I'm from the bottom, bitch, we gettin' money
Might tip a good ho, but then she ain't gettin' nothin'
Car go skrrt, hold on (ha, pretty good, start it up)
Nigga, you got lucky (skrrt)
All this paper, I can bet she f*ck
I ain't doin' no talkin', I ain't doin' no savin' (no, no, no)
Took her from a lame, I gave this bitch back (here)
Don't act crazy, nigga still tote straps
Like, "Get on, bitch," just spit on shit
Man, oh my God, "remember Lil'"
Yeah, he got dropped (hold on), I'm gone (we gone)
Biatch

Call on me (my bro is)
If you get lost (runnin' his finger around the Ai WeiWei, Ai WeiWei bowl)
Call on me (I got that shit sittin' on my counter like a fruit bowl)
(That's like a hundred racks) if you get lost
(I like the color green in every shade)
If you get lost (I like life)
Call (mine, like my life)
If you get lost (don't f*cking bite, y'all niggas love to steal)

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WUSYANAME

Something real
Baby
Oh nah, we don't do backpack
Haha, my pick up line and shit (come on)
I got your bitch movin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Call me when you get lost

Aw, you look malnourished (malnourished)
Let's get some bread, fry the egg yolk and drown it in syrup (drown it in syrup)
You pick a spot, I pick a tail number and we can be tourists (oh yeah)
Let's go to Cannes and watch a couple indie movies that you never heard of (baby)
Listen to bands, groove and we dance
Disco in France, smell some perfume, head in the wind (head in the wind)
We can switch off
I can show you how you can really exfoliate skin
If you got a man, you should cut it off
Get your passport 'cause we runnin' off (run off)
We can sit and talk
You can tell me everything that's on your chest, baby, get it off
You are my type, you a bright light
I'm like a moth, this is not a game (this is not a game)
But before we start (before I say)

What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Check it out)
(Oh, what's your name?)
What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Tell me)
What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Check it out)
(Oh, what's your name?)
What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Oh, girl)
Yeah

What is your name, what do you bring? (Yeah)
I think that I got what you need
And I'm willin' to do anything that you please (baby)
I'm tryna get down to the root of the apple
The deepest I could in them jeans
Mclaren, like Sonic, can't speed, no
No, you can't hit my lean, no (baby)
Baby, tell me where the peace go, 'cause I'm lost
Your body compared to the fashion
I hope you ain't proud of the shit that I bought (baby)
'Cause money, it don't mean a thing
I tell you the times that I take you out
One minute, it's a beautiful scene
Then it probably end with me bein' took off, whoa
Think slow, 'cause I move fast (oh, me)

What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Check it out)
(Oh, what's your name?)
What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Tell me)
What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Tell me)
What's your name, girlfriend, what's your name? (Yeah, yeah, ohh)
Yeah

Since when did I bring a C5? (I wanna know your name)
I feel like I had your name
Oh, oh, ooh, ooh
Stop playin' and let me pay your momma debt off

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LUMBERJACK

Rolls Royce pull up, black boy hop out
Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn't (hold up)
"Oh my God, I never seen nothin' like this" haha
That's what my mom was sayin', she
She was cryin' and shit
It was, she was just like, this shit is beautiful
It was a beautiful moment
You alway-you always keep the picnic blankets in the back
'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)
You never know where the f*ck you gon' end up at
(Okay, haha, now we ready) (let's go)

Rolls Royce pull up, black boy hop out
Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn't pull out
Msg sell out, f*ck these niggas yap 'bout?
Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (yeah, oh)
Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)
Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (right)
Do it like I? This the "wish-a-nigga-could" face
They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait
(You niggas woulda, coulda, should've) (oh shit)

Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on
I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli' for him (oh shit)
I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan
I took that gold bitch home, niggas is big mad (oh shit)
I put that bitch on the shelf, to let it ventilate
And bought another car 'cause I ain't know how to celebrate (top shelf, nigga)
That big boy, that big bitch for all weather
It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (ooh)

Rolls Royce pull up, black boy hop out (man, what the f*ck?)
Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn't pull out
Msg sell out, f*ck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)
Good credit score, this card really can't max out (wow)
Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood
Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (uh-huh)
Nigga this the face, man, I wish a nigga- (could face)
It's different, it's really different (catch up niggas)

Ayo, I might sled in Utah, LA too warm
My nigga tall, look like a bitch, I call him Mulan (hey, oh)
Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons
Niggas cannot f*ck with performance of Magic New Wand (oh, nigga)
That's my nuance, used to be the weirdo (gahdammit)
Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed (niggas is wilidn')
Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle (I'm f*ckin' rich)
Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (not six)

Rolls Royce pull up (zero), black boy hop out (not seven)
Man, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit
I quit, I swear to God, nigga (that's it)
F*ck niggas talking to me about?
Close y'all's f*ckin' faces (Quality Wednesday music)
Wish-a-nigga-could face
Oh yeah, you asked for it (y'all storms is cloudy, nigga)
F*ckin' crumbs
Wish-a-nigga-would face
F*ck you mean, nigga?

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HOT WIND BLOWS

Ladies and gentlemen
We just landed in Geneva
Yeah, that's in Switzerland
We on a yacht
A young lady just fed me French vanilla ice cream
We all got our toes out, too
Call me when you get lost

I'ma travel the globe, you keep the block hot
Driver, open the door for me, my hand hurt
Find us, we playin' hide-and-seek with the passports
Where the f*ck we at? Oh, the pilot gotta remind us, yeah
The luggage is pilin', I needed clothes to wear
So many stinkies sit in my wallet, look like a folding chair
The Cartier so light on my body, thought I floated here
We bolded here, it's Tunechi and Tyler but call me Baudelaire, yeah
Out in Switzerland, travel with my bitch, yeah, we kissin', dawg
I love when she let me rub her like Michelin
A hundred grand to sleep on a bird, the wings are whistlin' like
Man, they ain't listenin'
Cross the line like immigrants and benefit from it
Keep on stuntin' on these niggas
Make 'em sick to they stomach, man (you can't stop it)
Y'all don't understand, fish so fresh that you could taste the sand
Yeah, we gettin' lost but we know who we am (true story)
By the, by the, by the, by the some-some-somethin'
Treat that last part like you niggas ain't sayin' nothin'

Yeah, haha
You see these excursions right here?
Just too lavish to post on the 'Gram (Gangsta Grillz)
Uh (Tunechi)

Excuse me, pardon me, the wind, it blow so hard to me
Like mother nature arguing about some baby father beepin'
I'm stuck in the middle of the sandwich like slaughter meat
Got my middle fingers to the cameras, that's what Carter meet
From y'all to me, brrt, stop callin' me unless you're ordering
I'm on the beat, check out my feet out, and I stay on my feet
The corner beat, I'm on a deep route, just throw the ball to me
Thought all this lean would have me senile, I guess they see now
Let's touch down, catch a beat-down like I catch touchdowns
I f*ck 'round and slow the beat down and take the drums out
The speed of my plum so great, I'ma eat my own flow
And I'm in need of a flaw, may eat me a rapper, I might as well eat me a ho
I'm hot as hell when the weather is freezin' the cold
As the devil and demon and ghost
I'ma get even and even get even some more
It's too late to even get low, baow
Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, that's what I need you to know
Mula, Weezy the GOAT
The wind beneath my wings, Desert Eagle underneath my coat
Yeah, Mula (Bitch)

(Are we?)
All aboard, nigga
You see
We just over here admirin' the view of the mountains from the lake
Of course
Y'all know it's Wolf Haley, man, stop f*ckin' playin'

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MASSA

Whatever your shit is, man, do it
Whatever bring you that immense joy, do that, that's your luxury
The greatest thing that ever happened to me was
Bein' damn near twenty and leavin' Los Angeles for the first time
I got out my bubble, my eyes, just wide
My passport is the most valuable

Master couldn't catch me, my legs long than a bitch
Got too much self respect, I wash my hands 'fore I piss
They try to talk, mmm, I'ma just go

Yeah, when I turned twenty-three that's when puberty finally hit me
My facial hair started growin', my clothes they ain't really fit me
That caterpillar went to cocoon, do you get messy?
I was shiftin', that's really why Cherry Bomb sounded so shifty
My taste started changin' from what it was when they met me
But first impression is everything, ain't wanna let me go
Always curious as a child and askin' questions, so
I ain't give no f*cks, if, and, buts if they accept me
Yo, my boy Skateboard P gave me that speech in Italy session, um
Thankfully, but I would do you detour perspective, um
Thoughts change so rapid, turn to butterfly, Flower Boy happened
All the bees buzz, be they buzz, scream, they love me
First time I private airline, accolade, song got airtime
Went to my style, body, and feelings and fixed my hairline
Calmed down in front of cameras, been there since tens of millions
I'm not that little boy I was introduced to at 1-9
Mom was in the shelter when Yonkers dropped, I don't say it (I don't say it)
When I got her out, that's the moment I knew I made it (Yeah)
I don't come from money, they deny it
Since I don't mirror the stereotypical products of my environment
Eight figures in taxes, takin' that shit is stupid
A flower gets his petal, they pluck it, but never use it
It's still potholes in the schools, where does it go?
It's still loopholes that I use, nobody knows

Master couldn't catch me, my legs long than a bitch
Got too much self respect, I wash my hands 'fore I piss
They try to talk me up but I keep short like Caesar
Eyes open if I pray 'cause I can't trust God either, uh

See, right there, you got one life to live
How far you really wanna take it?
Don't let 'em ever tell you nothin' you can't do

Yeah, I purchase more wheels when I feel like I'm third-wheelin'
My favorite part of the double R is the bird ceilin'
The panoramic view of the sky and the Sun beamin'
That ray of light show that nobody is front-seatin'
I'm on the hunt for perfect but decent is what I been on
I know she fell in love but commitment is not my end goal
And all my friends that did got too comfy, a little chubby
And that drive to make that money dried up when that nose is runny
We ain't gotta pay attention to the stuff that he battles
Everyone I ever loved had to be loved in the shadows
Tug-o-war with X and Y, felt like a custody battle
Felt like the boat goin' down, it felt like I'm missin' a paddle
Might buy that crib in Seattle, covered in grass, light, and gravel (yeah)
It come with two boats and cattle, I'm livin' sweet, ain't you heard?
This perspective from the beak of a bird
Just hope I peek and take my peace
You gon' see me and run, like thieves in the night
I'm paranoid, I sleep with a gun
The heat on my dungarees because they beefin' for fun
I'm vegan for now, I'm conscious, know my hands meet when I bow
I'm grateful, you niggas hateful, you eat at me, you got a plateful
You can't relate to these things I say to instrumentals
Whether it's wealth talk or shit that's painful
I paint full pictures of my perspective on these drum breaks
Just for you to tell me, "It's not good," from your lunch break

Holiday season
A vision you have to understand from perspective
Check your resources, nigga

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RUNITUP

F*ck you niggas talkin' to me about?
See, see as a kid
I felt alienated by the niggas who look just like me
Niggas treat my nuance like it, like it was a nuisance so
So I was like, I was like "f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em"
I did my own shit and now I'm up
And now all that paid off
And all them niggas, they peaked in high school
I always had confidence, I ain't never been nervous
I ain't never had anxiety
I ain't never second-guessed myself
If I want it, I go get it
I'm always on go mode, I just go
I don't know what fear is
And you talk about that nigga? I'm him
I'm him, I'm that nigga

(Right)
It's funny, right? (Right)
For some reason, y'all didn't really think we was gonna be here (whoa)
See for y'all, the sky is the limit
For us, the sky is just what we stand on to reach the beyond
High above the clouds as you see us (Gangsta)
Catch up, niggas

Bitch, I'm runnin' up a check like I got Rafs on (right)
And I'm runnin' outta shit 'cause I got Rafs on me (right)
Bitch, I'm runnin'
Bitch, I'm runnin'
We gon' run it up (bitch, I'm runnin')
We gon' run it up, we gon' run it up (bitch, I'm runnin')
We gon' run it up, we gon' run it up

I just might spend it all (we gon' run it up)
I might just spend it all (we gon' run it up)
Here today but gone tomorrow (we gon' run it up)
I just might spend it all (we gon' run it up)
I just might spend it all(we gon' run it up)
I might just spend it all (we gon' run it up)
Here today but gone tomorrow (we gon' run it up)
I just might spend it all (we gon' run it up)
I just might spend it all (we gon' run it up)
I might just spend it all (we gon' run it up)
Here today but gone tomorrow (we gon' run it up)
I just might spend it all (we gon' run it up)

He off the dope (yah)
We off it, we off the boat, true story (okay)
The heat off, we tee off, like G-olf, we (phew-phew-phew)
We be off the scope, so I
Brand new, Bunnyhop been zoomed in
Ever since I hit two tens
Of the faces with the blue skin
With the green background, don't know how to act now
But I need you like you're my bluefin
Fiends moonwalk when I come
Deaf ho speak when I'm here
The dead hit sprints when I hum
Why you actin' so dumb? Bitch, you know I got the fuss
I'm live from the 310
You ain't got bling, it been tired (oh)
No lattes and foes, I sell wires
Gumballs cool me down, I'm on fire
Can't f*ck with' 'em
Wrap (run, run, run)
Help us see clear when the lighting was dim, dim
We ain't nothin' to you but we somethin' to them, them
When you in your room, then you starin' at the ceilin'
Dreamin', I want you to know it's no ceilings
I want you to notice that feelin'
I want you to leave and go for it
I want you to reach with no fearin'
Throat clearin', scream it, let 'em hear
Run that shit off, baby

Yeah (we gon' run it up, we gon' run it up)
Let's go, baby (we gon' run it up, we gon' run it up)
We gon' run it up, we gon' run it up
Here today but gone tomorrow (we gon' run it up, we gon' run it up)
I just might spend it all (we gon' run it up)
I just might spend it all (we gon' run it up)
I might just spend it all (we gon' run it up)
We gon' run it up, we gon' run it up
We gon' run it up, we gon' run it up

I'm runnin' like a politician
I'm runnin' like, I'm runnin' like
I'm runnin' like the water on the dirty dishes
I'm runnin', I'm runnin' like there's roaches in the kitchen
I'm runnin' like the
I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
I'm runnin' like you're not tryna catch it with me
I'm runnin' like, runnin' like (I'm broke)
I'm runnin' like, runnin' like (nah, I told you)
I'm runnin' like, runnin' like
I'm runnin' like, runnin' like
I'm runnin' like, runnin' like

We gon' run it up, we gon' run it up
We gon' run it up, we gon' run it, we gon' run it
We gon' run it up, we gon' run it up
We gon' run it up

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MANIFESTO

Lil white bitch gon' say
"You need to say something about that"
"You need to say some 'bout Black"
Bitch, suck my
Yeah

That ain't your religion, you just followin' your mammy
She followed your granny, she obeyed master
Did y'all even ask her?
Questions, it's holes in them stories
Is it holes in your blessings? Yeah, I'm bold with the message
I know I ain't got the answer, but I ain't gon' cheerlead with y'all
Just to be a dancer
I'ma groove to my own drums, sunlight in my shadow, baby
Move 'til my soul comes, let them serpents rattle, baby

Crackin' light, broke porcelain, bitch
We ocean deep if you just pour us in a portion of shit
Them people try to twist my view, on some contortionist shit
I had to reevaluate what was important and shit
Finder's keeper's when you creep inside, my mind is madness
If I see peace, I'm like a fiend, uh, gotta have it
Lord, cover me I'm goin' in, walls closin' in
How I'm supposed to be protected when the laws want us in?
Y'all want us dead, just 'cause our skin is the Black type
Teach me everything and be amazed I don't act right
What the f*ck?
I'm tappin' the matrix, I'm back and they hated
I'm Black and make 'em pay me capital statements, you dig?
Word on my back, I'm tryna fashion a statement
I ain't no bastard, we the master of the path that we blazin', you dig?
What?
On God now

I came a long way from my past, nigga, it's obvious
V12 engine, I'm fishtailing on some sloppy shit
Internet ringin', no lyrics up, like I hide this shit
What's your address? I could probably send you a copy, bitch
I was cancelled before cancelled was with Twitter fingers
Protestin' outside my shows, I gave them the middle finger
I was a teener, tweetin' Selena crazy shit, didn't want to offend her
Apologize when I seen her, back when I was tryna f*ck Bieber, just in
I say with my chest out, you say with your chest in, nigga (say it with your chest, nigga)
Black bodies hanging from trees, I cannot make sense of this
Hit some protests and retweeted positive messages
Donated some funds, then I went and copped me a necklace
I'm probably a coon, your standards based on this evidence
Am I doing enough or not doing enough?
I'm tryna run with the baton, but see, my shoe's in the mud
I feel like, anything I say, dog, I'm screwin' shit up (Sorry)
So I just tell these Black babies, they should do what they want
Freedom, need 'em
My niggas, seen 'em
Free 'em
Don't f*ck with the law, like damn, Gina
So calm the f*ck down before we duck rounds
And fire balls that make your family have to duck the f*ck down
We frontline, we got the mazel tov that we can chuck now
'Cause anytime we movin' up, it's like a "what the f*ck?" now
They playin' games, we strappin' up, we cock and aim
We aim to shoot, we shoot to claim what we need
We done with pain and the grieving
Niggas is done with the peace
Whether it's personal or for the whole of niggas, indeed
I might not have dreadlocks, I might have these gold teeth
But I'm a nigga like you, and you's a nigga like me
So let's be niggas together, and let's be niggas with plans
But put this plastic on first, 'cause shit is hittin' the fan, Scott

Shit like this make me wanna turn my baseball cap to the side
You know, with the T.I. lean
Y'all fake mad
Catch up, niggas
Gettin' y'all identity, huh? (Gangsta Grillz)
Go get a f*ckin' hobby, shit
Ain't nobody perfect
Well, at least y'all ain't

---

SWEET / I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DANCE

[SWEET]

[Tyler, The Creator]
Even if
You left me out here stranded, my feelings wouldn't change a bit (You know how I feel about you, are you ready?)
Do you know how I feel 'bout that?
Infinite
The love I have for you, a diamond couldn't put a dent in it (Uh, go to the bridge thing, okay)

[Brent Faiyaz]
Darling, you're the wind under my wings
My heart beats triple time when I see you
Somethin' I can't control
If I compared you the Sun, it's outstanding (Sun)
You got a smile that could light up a planet (Smile), yeah (Oh, oh)
And I just wanted you to know (They should call you sugar)

[Tyler, The Creator & Brent Faiyaz]
They should call you sugar, you're so sweet
Well, they should call you sugar (Why?), 'cause you're so sweet to me (Sugar)
Well, they should call you sugar (Sugar), you're so sweet (Oh, oh)
'Cause, baby, you're the sweetest, sweetest, sweetest thing I've known (Ooh, girl)

[Tyler, The Creator]
You're the sweetest

[Tyler, The Creator & Brent Faiyaz]
They should call you sugar, you're so sweet (Sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar)
Well, they should call you sugar (Why?), 'cause you're so sweet to me
Well, they should call you sugar, you're so sweet (You're so sweet to me)
'Cause, baby, you're the sweetest, sweetest, sweetest (I know)

[Brent Faiyaz & Tyler, The Creator]
And you look so good (Yeah)
And you smell so good (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And you taste so good (Yeah)
And you're so, so good (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You're the sweetest (Yeah)
Yeah, you are, ha-ha
Sweet like, like motherf*ckin' brown sugar sweet potatoes (Are you ready?)
Or somethin'
Ha-ha

[Tyler, The Creator]
The plan was to stick my toe in and
Check the temperature, but
Next thing I know, I'm
I'm drownin'
Appelle-moi si tu te perds

[I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DANCE]

[DJ Drama]
This here for the sunseekers
Run the track

[Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
What makes you think
I'm not in love?
How could you know
What's best for us?
Why am I here
Standing alone?
'Cause I thought, I thought you wanted to dance, yeah (Welcome to the disco)

[Tyler, The Creator]
You're so good to me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it felt good to me, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah, yeah
You're so good to me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it felt so good to me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Tyler, The Creator, & Fana Hues]
So, what makes you think (What makes you think)
I'm not in love? (I'm not in love?)
And how could you know (How could you know)
What's best for us, us, us? (What's best for us?)
Why am I here (Why am I here)
Standing alone? (Standing alone?)
Because I thought you wanted to dance with me

[Fana Hues]
Honestly, it's all love all the time, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't mean to lead you on, because
Him and I got some things that we're trying
But my energy belongs to you
I want you so bad, but not too fast
It's not your fault, we can't pretend
Because we both in the wrong

[Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
So what makes you think
I'm not in love? (Feels so good)
How could you know, know, know
What's best for us?
Why am I here
Standing alone?
'Cause I thought, I thought you wanted to dance, yeah (Run the track)
'Cause I thought, I thought you wanted to dance
'Cause I thought, I thought you wanted to dance
('Cause I thought you wanted to dance with me) I thought you wanted to dance
('Cause I thought you wanted to dance with me) I thought you wanted to dance
I thought you wanted to dance

[Tyler, The Creator]
I wish that we never met, I wish that we ain't connect
Like Lego, connection good, but mixed signal
If you say so, like cardio
We sat up and down, but we didn't blink
Felt like dirty dishes 'cause we was in sync
I swear to God, if you and him never linked
I'd tear that ass up like somethin' was stole
I'd make them glass globes roll back to your skull
Call the tel' number, where you wanna go?
The f*ck do he got that I don't got a lot of?
There go my ego again, that's the problem
The f*ck you expect? I go get what I want
I want you to say you picked me with your voice
I'm twenty-five up, but I can't buy your choice
You promised to me, but that's not the point
You got me out here smokin' joints
You got me out here losin' point
I'm cancellin' shoots and I'm cancelling flights, yeah
I'm hitchhiking, you pull over, so invitin'
The seat got my name on it, but who driving?
He hiatus, we spend time, and we repeat, and we rewinding
Your headlights had hit my eyelid
Love is blind and y'all together, don't remind me, so confusin'
What we doing? How y'all doing?
Oh, you choosin' him? Okay, I gotta cope with losing, f*ck
I ain't been sleepin' well
Twin, I'll never tell
Stay busy so I don't think, 'cause downtime is when it sink in
I stare at old pictures, I, I thought you wanted to dance (Dance)
I thought you wanted to dance, I

[Tyler, The Creator, & Fana Hues]
Baby, baby (For you)
What's the chance, though?
I wish that we had better timing
I'll save a dance just for you
So don't forget about me, ba-ba-ba-da
I'll save a dance just for you
I wish that we had better timing
I'll save a dance just for you (Only for you, only for you)
So don't forget about me (No), ba-ba-ba-da
I'll save a dance just for you

---

MOMMA TALK

His daddy fine, I'm fine, what you thought?
Shit, his daddy fine
Nah his daddy, his momma fine, bitch
What you mean? He got his looks from me
You better tell this ho, this my nigga though
My ride or die, I'd kill a motherf*cker over this one right here, nigga
I'd stand in front of a bullet, on God, over this one
My son used to record me beatin' biches ass, facts
I didn't give a f*ck
I, I bossed up on teachers, principals, mamas, kids
I didn't give a fu-, am I lying?
Nah, you have no reason to
No, if you f*ck with my kids
I'll beat up a kids over my kid, okay?
This little boy used to run, he was scared
I said, "Go get your bitch-ass mama"
I, I would beat your whole family and didn't give a f*ck
They used to be like "Tyler, Tyler mama crazy, Tyler mama crazy"
Yup, don't f*ck with my kids
Tyler would be like, "Get 'em, mom"
She be like, "No, don't do it"
Tyler would be like "Get em, mom, get 'em"
"No, mom, don't do it"
I'd be like, "Shut yo' ass up"
She cryin' "No"

---

RISE!

(F*ck you) shut yo' ass up

Dedicated to the haters, the non-believers, and the disgruntled
Oh nah, I don't want you to leave
I want you to stay right here and watch tyler rise to the top
It feels better that way

Been a minute, please just stay
Please don't go, please just stay
Please don't go, please just stay
Please don't go, please just stay (watch what come next)
Please don't go, please just stay
Please don't go, yeah, please just stay
Please don't go, yeah, please just stay
Please don't go (you know my style)

When I rise to the top
Tellin' you right now
Tellin' you right now
I'll show you something
When I rise to the top
Tellin' you right now
As crazy as that sound
Oh, I'll show you something (you might as well get comfortable)

I said
Niggas want they merit (yeah)
Mr. Cash flow, shawty want some credit (ah, yeah)
Ah, nigga, you should be embarrassed (yeah)
You ain't the only nigga that be in paris (ah, yeah)
This shit dead, no need for paramedics (nah)
You ain't where you at in your head, shit is apparent (oh, yeah)
You ain't head nigga 'round here, you with the sheriff (word)
You ain't seen shit how it is, get 'em some carats
Let me say this shit right here so niggas hear it
Everything involved in your life is f*ckin' pathetic (oh)
Tyler got the talent, tyler got the vision
Tyler that nigga, so really you can't compare us
Why you filled with terror whenever you in my presence? (Why?)
Is it 'cause we look just alike and niggas said it? (Why?)
I will never lose any sleep, I'm never sweat it
And I'll always be ahead of you, nigga, don't you forget it

When I rise to the top
Tellin' you right now
Tellin' you right now
I'll show you something
If I rise to the top
Tellin' you right now
As crazy as that sound
I'll show you something (man)

With the rockets in my mind, yeah
I can touch the sky, I don't see any ceilin'
And if I fall, it's always to my right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)

Yo, let me show you punk motherf*ckers what I know
See, I know I'm the guy that took a chance like chicago
So I win, I can do this shit with my eyes closed
Can't tell the difference like michael's vitiligo, yeah
There he go again
They tried to boycott him but he didn't dim
He started from the bottom and they would fall off
Like he skipped autumn and spring-summer wins
Look, you tell me I can't, I tell you I can
You tell me I can't, I do it again
Reversin' the job, like blowin' a fan
No matter which way you look at it
Understand, it's plugged in
You tell me it's not mine, I'm pushin' it up ten
You tell me to do five, I'm pushin' a buck-ten
I might just cut off the brakes and aim for the sideline
For you nothin'-ass niggas and screamin' out "f*ck him, f*ck them"

When I rise to the top
Tellin' you right now (it's gon' hurt watching the top)
Tellin' you right now
I'll show you something (it's gonna be a little painful for ya)
When I rise to the top
Tellin' you right now (you gotta love it)
As crazy as that sound
Oh, I'll show you something

So, so, so, so (I'm talking about the tippy-tippy-top)
(Your ladder will never allow you to get to these heights)
Please don't go, please just stay
Please don't go, please just stay (i can't f*ck with me)
Please don't go, please just stay (none of y'all can f*ck with me)
Please don't go, please just stay (none of y'all niggas can f*ck with me)
Please don't go, yeah, please just stay
Please don't go, yeah, please just stay (y'all can f*ck with me, baby)
Please don't go, yeah (I'm right here)

---

BLESSED

Niggas is blessed
I'ma put a bike track and a zipline at the other, other crib
GolfWang's doing amazing, might open up another store
le FLEUR is going insane, smell good, nail polish
Converse, Gucci
Camp Flog Gnaw, one of the best festivals
I'm healthy, my skin glowin', my friends healthy
I'm f*ckin' who, what, when, where
Karen and Alex Moss 'bout to drop off some new pieces
I'm out here scorin' commercials, movie soon
We writin' shows, man, life is f*ckin' beautiful
I done fell in love and
The only flaw is my f*ckin' hair won't grow
It's been like two years and this shit like two inches
Come get lost with me, man, come, come, come see the world
When you, when you really get out there
Call me, I'll be there
And I don't take jets like that, I'm scared to go broke, so
I don't take none of this shit for granted, it's opulence, baby

---

JUGGERNAUT

Hey, Ms. Parker
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Somethin' like (uh-oh)
I just cut some fresh lemons, where's the sugar?
Lemon in my 'ade, lemon in my ears, call 'em boogers
Rather six feet 'fore I'm ever seen with you niggas (hold up)
Yeah

What it is? It's that nigga T, skin look colored in (woo)
Ridin' in, double-double R, that's that Cullinan (yeah)
Pullin' in that four hundred grand, I just ordered this (yeah)
Switzerland, Lake Geneva, where I spend my summer in (true story)
GOLD Le FLEUR, that's Gianno shoe, what I'm runnin' in
Earlobe look like headlights on a minivan (Gangsta Grillz)
I'm so motherf*ckin' dead-ass, I need some Timberlands (woo)
I battle any man, Uzi Vert, don't think they understand (yeah, yeah)

Uh (skrrt, cool), double C on my feet
Double G on my freak (ooh), Louis V by my brick
She wan' kick it with me, she better eat it then leave (leave, whoa)
She try save all the plants but keep eatin' my meat
We can't see none of 'em, grow, she keep eatin' my seeds (woo)
Got a E and a B on the back of the CT
I'm done with the 12, got a V16
Uh, say the money comin' in, yeah, that's true
The more money I get, I don't wan' sex you
Can't think about the last time that I text you
It's probably when sidekicks had them belt loops
Sign my John Hancock on a bitch every time I check you
Just like a brand new Lamb', I wreck you, uh
So if it's mine, it's yours, woo, woo, woo

Ride to the dinner tapin'
Out of time and imagine her in the exit
Last year, more than what Google say my net is
I got cheddar with the chef in the tinted exit (like whoa)
Uh, uh, uh

It's the double P, I rock double C
Man, I run them beats like you run in cleats
Man, come to me, you want somethin' to see
This internally flawed, that's a double Vs
What troubles me is you couple me
With these subtle fleas tryna double league
Hornet trapped in the hive
Of a motherf*ckin' bumblebee
They just got the closest picture of the f*ckin' sun surface, that was us
Got the LaFerrari, park that bitch just for one purpose, catchin' dust
My Secret Service carry mops, you call 'em street sweepers, back you up
Tat' you up then add you up, then give you a cover like Adwoa
If the shit's fake, I don't respect it
It's clickbait and that's distaste like a shit shake
What a difference your wrist make when it's Richard-made
Hungry eyes tend to fixate like a empty stomach for a fish plate
Shit-faced, get this straight, this is truck, wheels, deck, grip tape

Ride to the dinner tapin'
Out of time and imagine her in the exit (why you even talkin' to us?)
Last year, more than what Google say my net is (God damn)
I got cheddar with the chef in the tinted exit
Uh, uh, uh (bitch)

---

WILSHIRE

Mhm, f*ck, yeah

Met you on a Saturday, knew it was somethin' soon as you spoke it
Eye-f*ckin' across the table, don't think anybody noticed
You asked me if I was comin' to city you from
Maybe we should kick it, I was interested, that would be dumb
If I denied long legs, good ears, great taste
Smell good, sense of humor, obvious a good face
And we clicked, we was at each other's hips
I ain't even wanna f*ck 'cause your presence was enough
You and I make sense, you stay back at my tele'
We was chattin' 'til mornin', the vibrations was heavy
I wasn't drownin' or yawnin', that's when I told you my feelings
You told me you felt the same but you got homie you dealin' with
Damn, I didn't know, that's a bit unexpected
But I get it, it's whatever, least I could do is respect it
We still gon' kick it and check in like nothing could ever stop it
The problem is he my friend, but if I'm honest, I'm really hopin' you drop him
It's morals I really have, it's lines I could never cross
But you got somethin' that make all them good intentions get lost
I try to keep it together, never felt this way
We spent 'bout two weeks together, only skipped one day
And they say, "bros over hoes," I'm like, "mm, nah, hey"
I would rather hold your hand and have a cool handshake
But whatever, we still could be friends, it could still be chance
I'ma play it cool, we got somethin', we cannot pretend, uh, uh

It's, it's like starting a race
And then when you take off, they like, "no, no, it's not a end," huh
It was too late and shit

FaceTimin', that ain't 'bout nothin', you laughin', packin' your luggage
It's nothin' incriminatin' but please delete our discussions
You hit me with that look and replied like, "duh, bitch"
Don't want your man to think that we creepin' behind his back
Crossed the line, crossed the line, crossed the, nah, we never did that
Though I haven't seen him in months, shit, it's rare he never hit back
Anyway, convince him to bring you to me so we could kick it
Right in front of his lenses, nothing here is malicious
You sat by me in that movie, we went outside for them doobies
We walkin' off when we talk, man, that nigga not f*ckin' stupid
He see it, he know it's somethin' we frontin' like, "Ha-ha-ha"
Whenever we "Ha-ha-ha," we subtly press his buttons
Not on purpose, but, man, I found my purpose
If I f*ck our friendship up for you, I think it's worth it
But nah, I can't do that, that nigga don't deserve it
And plus, y'all got depth, I'm just the nigga on the surface, for real
Surface

I said surface, like, 'cause they got roots
Like, I'm the new nigga
But you know, they be f*ckin', haha
Yuh, yuh

Didn't see you a couple weeks, think he wants you away from me
Know y'all argue 'bout if you mad, you met him before you met me
I feel guilty but not as much as I should
I tried to have that self-control but not as much as I could
I been down for days, you in my city and I can't see your face
I can't eat knowin' you with him and not at my place
I never been jealous of another man
Especially when I have everything I want at hand
Except you, you

You know, I got every damn car, multiple cribs
But it's like, "No, I wan't that," ha

He left for some days, I cleared out my sched', I cleared out my head
You dropped off at mine, I say that we fled, "No, you pick a place"
Week in Talum, or week in Capri, or die right here
As long as you with me, I'll be at peace, huh
You was supposed to go back home then see your bestie
I told you I can't hit that zone, too busy next week
You was like, "Hmm, I'll stay a week, she'll get over that"
Seven days with me, your nigga like, "Where the f*ck you at?"
Dirtyin' my bakin pots, tennis at my mama's spot
Chauffered in a Rolls, the back entrance for them restaurants
Parts playin', chess games, givin' wigs pet names
Manicures, night swims, Gerard providin' methane
Shoppin' til we droppin', what you coppin'? See, the price is not a option
It's investments 'cause your smile is the profit to me
I know around him, you gotta act like you not into me
I know your answer but you gotta keep it honest with me
Said you can't be fully into me 'cause you with him
Then why the f*ck when we link, it's like he doesn't exist?
And y'all know that we friends but we both aware that it's more
Everything I got, if you say the word, then it's yours
The only thing I'm missin' in life, I know you could be it
And everyone around me that care about me could see it
I could f*ck a trillion bitches every country I done been in
Men or women, it don't matter, if I seen 'em, then I had 'em
But with you, it's a feeling 'cause we twinning and we matchin'
You stayed in the car when I went on date with that actress
Whole time I'm eatin', I couldn't wait to get back
In the back of the car with you and talk about who we are
You told me when you with me, it's like heroin
Told me that your confidence went up since we befriended, and
Told me that you didn't wanna hurt him while we doin' this
Told me this a awkward situation and you just wanna be through with it
Told me every time you not with him, it started problems, and
Told me every time you not with me, you always ponder
What type of sweater I'm wearin', what music have I been finding
Girl, you know that I'm a player whenever, that's what we bonded over
You said you told him the truth and you never lied
Now he lookin' at you with them eyes
We never crossed the line but he got every right to be a lil' pissed off
He picked you up, y'all got in argument, he got his shit off
My energy like, "Get lost," your energy just want peace
I couldn't even tell you his energy 'cause he don't speak
He ain't even call you his bitch
Until he see me make you smile, that nigga threatened as shit
I'm in the wrong, though
I picked you up, your energy off
Your lips really dry, something is off
You ask if I gotta, I ask if you gotta
We trip on our words, nobody is lyin', hakuna matata
We sat in the car and cried for a hour
My shirt look like a showerhead got it, we called it off
I'll skip the details but that night I seen hell
You was in a room I was payin' for, I took three Ls
No, I didn't sleep well, woke up and my knees fell
They buckled to the ground, I cannot walk, shit, I need Ville
Next day I'm drivin' 'round the city with no destination back-up
Water in my eyes kept falling like Niagara
Ville right beside me makin' sure I didn't crash or
Do something heinous 'cause I'm emotionally jabbed up
You checked every box, I thought it was it
Felt like I got led on and pushed off a cliff
No, I'm in the wrong, that was a friend
No, f*ck that, the energy we had, never again we'll find it
You in the wrong, gotta remind you 'bout the times that you stepped
Gotta rewind it, aw, f*ck

We talkin' 'bout our kinks, real cautious with the links
You don't do that type of shit when you in relationship
And you a hundred with your mate, so don't go acting like no saint
'Cause it's a two-way street, and shit, you knew what I was on
And while that nigga out and gone, shit, you was loungin' in my home
Shit, I even let you meet my mama and y'all got along
But shit, I take my L, though, it's not fun
You still got your nigga and still had your fun
Shit, I can't even look at you and think about bad words
That's why I called and said we couldn't end this on bad terms
We straight like a bad perm, we'll always be good friends
And laugh about it on a sandy beach while our back burns, huh
This my perspective, this how I feel
I ain't fabricated nothing, I kept it real
I told you I loved you and always will
And if he ever put his hands on you, promise I get him killed, true
True, true, true, yeah

On God, I love that girl
I'm a sh-, I'm a bad person, like, I'm in the wrong, I'm a bad person
I had no ill intentions though
Shit, everybody got hurt
I got hurt
It's a shit situation
All the morals and power you have is vanished
When a certain energy is near and
And those feelings got so much gravity and it's out of your control
It made me realize that those don't know what they doin' either
We're all just children
I ain't mean to f*ck nobody's shit up, man
I thought I was bulletproof
She proved me wrong, man
I felt two hundred percent with her
It's beautiful
I was able to feel
But it was, it was bad timing
And I'm mad private with this side of my life 'cause people are weirdos, and
I just try to keep anyone I care about in the shadows
Safe from the commentary and spotlight and thoughts
'Cause it's just a story for the people outside of it
But I guess you're just another chapter in the book

---

SAFARI

Destination, remote
We done been everywhere
Only thing we ain't traveled
Is time (yeah)

The boy records smell like bleach
I could travel where I want
I'm accustomed, clean and customed
It ain't custom I don't come
Flee the bird to the truck
I scroll up, leave water the stewardess
Border control, that's some stupid shit
Stayin' at home, I hate
Runaway love but I'm no Ludacris
Sippin' on Menti, take my shoes off
Then we take off, then I snooze off
Until I land, know I'm four grand
And I wake up, wipe the droop off
Got my passport in my weak hand
I'ma peel off, get a sweet tan
Loafers filled with beach sand
Recline 'til it's time to peace sign
F*ck all the checks and the cars, get a passport
See the world, open your eyes 'til your back hurt
Niggas get bread and won't leave, shit is backwards
Start with your feet then I caught an ample
Get our your bubble-gum
Blow up horizons, sun
Slither in the Alps or go to the Mesullah
Or two hundred pinnacle scuba and Cuba
Or land in a borough Gerard got the Brio
She bought it in Como, it matches my keycode
Oversee the sea, all the things that you could see
Like them languages I speak, out in Paris for a week
Take my nephews out to Nice, they like "who?" I'm like "we," ha

Legendary
World-renowned
Globally recognized
Catch us if you can
Are you keeping up?
Once in a lifetime
This what it sounds like when the moon and the sun collide
Speakin' matter-of-factly
We're just lightyears ahead

Yeah
Every car retarded, the garage look like a looney bin
What coupe he in depends on the fit and the type of mood he in (uh)
I been switchin' gears since Tracee Ellis Ross was UPN
Clutched then he stroked, got to know her like a droopy grin (uh)
Huh, took that GRAMMY home, couldn't lose again
The suit was so sharp that it could get Medusa coochie trim (uh)
Hov talkin' 'bout a hundred million, nigga, loot me in
Like, "who that young rich handsome nigga with the gooey skin?" (uh)
Mama named him Tyler and his brothers call him T
And the bank, they call him when that wire clear like season three or somethin' (uh)
Skateboard named him Bunnyhop, it's Baudelaire Wolfie though
The felines name him Al for how long he eat the, wait a minute (uh)
Pink wolfer scuff quickly, FI cost a buck sixty
I'll keep it a buck fifty, y'all can't really f*ck with me (uh)
Bitch, I got the fuzz and I'ma own it 'til they bury him
Only twenty-nine but I've been focused since thirty M (uh)

Wolf
Call me if you get lost (Gangsta Grillz)
And like that (uh)
We gone

---

EVERYTHING MUST GO

Yeah
Arenas all around the world
Took another trophy home (Tyler Baudelaire)
Thank you to every ear that listened, bought a ticket, whatever (DJ Drama)
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you
I love y'all, man, for real (Call Me If You Get Lost, Gangsta Grillz)
(The Estate Sale)
Everything must go (ayy, T, what more is left for us?)

---

STUNTMAN

Show you how to stunt (hahaha), show you how to stunt
Show you how to stunt (we tried to tell y'all niggas)
Show you niggas how to stunt on 'em
Show you how to stunt (hahaha), show you how to stunt
What, you didn't believe us?

Got slave whip money, can't choose which one
Might go chip somethin', can't choose which gun
Don't do no cuffin', gone when night come
No, you can't be my girl, bitch, are you dumb? (Are you dumb?)
Never gave a f*ck about where a nigga from
Chopper in the trunk with a hunnid in the drum
Mob a nigga up, then I'm headed to Milan
Gotta catch a flight to catch me slippin', you're a bum

Run it up, run it up, no, them niggas not with us (niggas not with me)
She got freckles, I got cookies, tell them bitches, "Come with us"
Got that house on the hill, it lean like a double cup
Clean like my stubble cut (nah)

I will never give a f*ck, got the blower in the bluff
PV servin' tennis like a motherf*ckin' cluck
If you ridin', buckle up (duh), niggas dyin' if I'm touched
Big G's, big C's, if you cousin, throw it up
Niggas marked out (yeah)

Nigga, pipe down, I don't fight hoes
I don't buss down, I don't like those
I like big wheels, you ain't got those (no)
This a f*ckin' movie with big roles
I'll show you how to stunt (whoa), show you how to stunt
Nigga, show you how to stunt, show you niggas how to stunt
On the left side, I'll show you how to stunt
On the right side, I'll show you how to stunt, nigga

Bitch, I got a jelly bean, kelly green Rolls
And the guts off-white like a jalapeno
Leather hot in here, shit make Nelly sing songs
Big pearls on the belt make my belly seem swole
I'm watchin' Queen Gambit, lookin' like an extra
Different color chess pieces hangin' from my necklace (Bleh)
Stones too heavy, give me red neck, Texas
I cover it with scarves in my closet like my exes
Fiat 151, bitch, this ain't a Lexus
Third gear got me drivin' like I got a death wish
Small Italian town, hittin' wheelies on a Vespa
Stamps on my passport is longer than a lecture (Y'all ready?)
Handshake from God and some explainable etceteras
Is what the f*ck you gon' need if you tryna catch up
Nigga, I'm a big dog, Bunnyhop, big leaps
Big frog reach, guaranteein' that you're leavin' in a stretcher, nigga

Nigga, pipe down, I don't fight hoes
I don't buss down, I don't like those
I like big wheels, you ain't got those (No)
This a f*ckin' movie with big roles
I'll show you how to stunt (Woah), show you how to stunt
Nigga, show you how to stunt, show you niggas how to stunt
On the left side, I'll show you how to stunt
On the right side, I'll show you how to stunt, nigga (you niggas ain't stuntin')

Niggas wanna join us 'cause they can't beat us
In the motorcade, playin' follow the leader
Back the f*ck up off me, dawg (let me explain real stuntin')
Back the f*ck up off me, dawg (talkin' million dollar payments)
Yeah
Multi-million dollar auction houses (show you how to stunt, show you how to stunt
(Show you how to stunt, show you how to stunt)
These are levels you niggas never seen before (show you how to stunt, show you how to stunt)
Show you how to stunt (Stunt 101, nigga)

It's The T-Y, comma, motherf*ckin' Creator (whoa)
Me and Flacko Jodye been gettin' green by the acre
Sleeve by Cartier, texture is alligator (whoa)
Wipe your feet on that doormat before you speak (hahaha)
How you tell us that you're real but you stay off the meds? (Lyin')
How you got no house keys but you show off Patek? (Whoa, priorities)
How you call that girl a ho but got ten baby mommas? (Different cribs)
How you claim you're free thinkin' but be preachin' the Bible? (Yeah, right)
'Cause all you pussy-ass niggas think you're so damn hard (so damn hard)
'Cause you got a big blower, nigga, you ain't God (you ain't God)
Got the same old watch, y'all f*ck the same old bitches (I'm pretentious)
Y'all buy the same old cars, y'all take the same old pictures (stupid, y'all niggas regular)
Make the same old threats, tell the same old business
See, y'all the gay ones, y'all do it to impress those niggas
But I'ma mind my business like it's explosives gettin' tossed (y'all niggas gay)
Y'all can keep y'all fingers crossed, Call Me When You Get Lost, bitch

Call me if you get lost
By now, we've shown you the way

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WHAT A DAY

What a day at the park
The Estate Sale
What a day at the park
(Gangsta Grizzillz)

I pulled up in that eighteenth letter repeat buggy
Had to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy
But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me
My lady, she don't trust me (nah), know I'm a sick puppy (yeah)
Know that women throw themselves at me and men want me
Anything could happen for attention and rent money
I got so much on my plate, that's why I sit funny
So many handouts, so much back bending
So much entitlement my family be acting in
So many white diamonds, yeah, I got jungle fever
But they didn't raise me, so shout out Black women
So much commenting, show me what you good at (nigga)
Tell me the highs of the valley that your boots stood at
You couldn't fit in my loafers if you took a steroid
And I wouldn't handle your baggage if I had a bell boy
I'm rarely replying to texts, barely enjoying the sex
I got a pain in my chest, that's from suppressing the stress
Lionel, he know me the best
Told me I know the answer, but Clancy
He gave me the best advice that I heard in a sec'
I need to call me a jet, I need to pack me a bag
I need to get me a cabin, need some scrimmage in chess
I could've bought me some land, I went and flooded my neck
I say this shit with my chest, I am like one of the best (greatest)
I am a workaholic and I need to get me some rest
I'd rather get these ideas off, I'd rather not steer off my path
I'm so scared of going back to my past
I work, I swear it's hard not shaking that fear off
White boy said I brag too much, the black kid said it's inspiring
Duality is tiring, my girl would kill me if she knew the things I was desiring
Suppressing it, get it out the way, I put the sirens in, yeah

What a day at the park
What a day at the park (don't get it confused)
What a day (you could never)

Look, I don't f*ck with parties, I don't f*ck with the paparazzi
Never have I drove a Hellcat or a Maserati
Never needed others for my personal validation
She ain't getting touched if she cannot hold a conversation
Never had a bulky Richard Mille as a wristwatch
I never seen Amiri, never posted on TikTok
I never had desire for promethazine in a soda
Never made eye contact with a woman in Fashion Nova
Never had to fit in no lane
Never wore Beats By Dre headphones to get a video made, uh
Bunnyhop validated, pedaling
Hitting wheelies like Chris retaliated, just look around
Every opportunity allocated
I put so many niggas on, you thought DJ Khaled made it
From cold showers, I used to hate it
Now I'm spending fifteen for the new roof, it ain't renovated
I could see the ocean where I sleep and the house is gated
No Calabasas, I Brentwood it or Palisade it
The freckled girls articulating art got me salivating (I love it)
Wall is Henry Taylor with the trunks, I be playing Jenga
The last tour, dog, I cleaned house
They mad I made it, I'm so conceited
Feeling myself, ego masturbating, I graduated
After album five, I got syndicated, you want the old T?
Sorry G, that picture faded
Come get with me

What a day at the park (I like to call that)
What a day at the park (oh my God)

Yeah
I'm a dead poet (poet), tabletop stumpin' (stumpin')
I'm a free spirit, have the whole jail jumpin' (jumpin')
Ever since a young'n, moved at my pace (at my own)
Scared of having young'ns 'cause I like my space (yeah)
Selfish ain't the word (nope), regret ain't either (nuh-uh)
Before you get the huffing and the puffing, take a breather (hah-hah-hah)
Put yourself first if you're living with a dream (put yourself first)
Be your biggest cheerleader, motherf*ck the team
One

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WHARF TALK

Call Me If You Get Lost

If God was here with us today
I think I know what He would say (some shit like)
"You're so beautiful, and your lips look nice"
Uh (like the one on your face)

I got a new boat, you should come with
I got a section for your luggage
Bring some fiction and a nightlight
Record player and your top five
Where we goin'? We should get lost
No more questions, let the wharf talk, uh
(So there's a lot goin' on, make you comfortable)

I want you to come get lost with me
Ask you one more time before I tread too deep (I want you)
So can you make up your mind?
A wave's gonna come, wave's gonna come
So can you make up your mind?
A wave's gonna come (I want)

Unlike my friends, don't think I'll fall in love again
But I'll take a chance, seclusion isn't in my plans
Pack my shit up, time I headed back out 'cause my shit's up
Spend it all in one out, wanna split some
Some here with you right now
(Whatever you want)
If you got cold feet, it's warm by the water
You can turn your page around, let me be the author
Don't leave your destiny by the harbor
(Come on, it don't gotta be like that)

I want you (say yes), to come get lost with me
Ask you one more time (say yes), before I tread too deep (I want you)
So can you make up your mind?
A wave's gonna come, wave's gonna come
So can you make up your mind? (Flacko)
A wave's gonna come (I want)

Them bitches say I'm too conceited, they see the way I treat her
Be my senorita, put a ring up on her finger
Take her out the climate, somewhere to put her feet up
Neck Valentinin', rubies, diamonds, uh
Billionaire yacht party, climate was hot
Baby, if you seasick, we could stop at the dock
Yeah, lobster and calamari, caviar, um
Lots of luggage, private boarding, carry on, um (dance with us)

I got a new boat, you should come with (you should come with)
I got a section for your luggage (luggage)
Bring some fiction and a nightlight (nightlight)
Record player and your top five (top five)
Where we goin'? We should get lost (get lost)
No more questions, let the wharf talk (wharf talk)
Wharf talk, uh-huh

I want you (I want you)
To come get lost with me (make up your mind)
Ask you one more time (ask you one more time)
Before I go (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Before I go (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Before I go (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, when you gonna come?)

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Dogtooth

She could ride my face, I don't want nothin' in return
Her body count and who she f*ck ain't never my concern (I think it's weird)
I'm tryna buy my neighbor house (we back at it, dogtooth, yuh, dogtooth, yuh)

She could ride my face, I don't want nothin' in return
Except for some her time and all her love, that's my concern
I'm tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard
If you don't know my grandma name, then we ain't really dogs, bitch

I shook your hand, I don't respect
Don't call me King, I'm not your twin
I'm not your brother, we just met
See, I won't purchase her no Birkin (uh)
Got hobbies (uh), got purpose (woo)
Got thumpers, I'm perfect (uh)
Yeah, Kelly green wagon look better when the gloom out
Canary shine brighter in the dark, I brought the moon out
The plane fly better when it's just me and the pilot
Tuition for the mileage, it's worth it for the silence
There he go, he cast broads like radio
Shit, your lady knows, this Young T like baby clothes
And I got that fire, and I got good dick
Guap long, dick long, plus I look good, bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah)

She could ride my face, I don't want nothin' in return (woo)
Because if she get off, then I get off, that's my concern (uh-huh, ah, man)
I'm tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard (yeah, yeah, turn up that shit)
If you don't know my grandma name, then we ain't really dogs, bitch

That's a lot of mothaf*ckin' necklace
Five, six, seven is the figure for a setlist (yeah)
Ring, ring, ring, bitch, pick up the phone
I don't care if y'all together, I will tear down a home, shit
I shimmy through Paris in back of Phantom of the threads
The driver's seat of the Enzo, could barely fit my legs
And Virgil my chaperone, he look out from overhead (love you, V)
Not sure what you overheard but it's prolly what I said, bitch
I'm out here livin', y'all on the feed (yuck)
My girl look like Zazie Beetz and Kelis (yuck)
I pull up in the, "What the f*ck is that, dawg?" (Vroom, vroom, vroom, I said, "Yuck")
It's Mr. Peculiar, that's who I be, who I be
Niggas tellin' women how they bodies supposed to be
But never take advice from any nigga with a lean gut (f*ck these niggas)
Keep your chair rockin' and my two cents in your pocket
Your only option, I don't play no mothaf*ckin' games

She could ride my face, I don't want nothin' in return (in return, turn)
And will I ever fall in love again? I can't confirm
I'm tryna buy my neighbor house and turn it to a yard
If you don't know my daughter name, then we ain't really
Dogs

After this
You niggas can't say nothin' (dogtooth, dogtooth)
Suckas (yeah, nigga, uh dogtooth, yeah dogtooth, uh)
Pull up, dogtooth, in the dogtooth
Dogtooth, woo, dogtooth
In the, uh, dogtooth, uh, uh, dogtooth
Yeah, nigga, yeah, dogtooth, in the, yeah, dogtooth, uh

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HEAVEN TO ME

My energy kinetic
The fitted hat by Ebbots
(Yessir)
(DJ Drama) Yeah

I like sugar, I like sweets, I don't like the spicy eats
I need bridges in my beats and Campana Brothers seats
The heaven part for me is
Knowing I can wake up when I'm finished with my sleep
Ain't no kids to feed, no stress, I bleed
I don't got a boss
I go wherever and don't care 'bout the cost (Nah)
Gas money was stark for me
Now I got so many cars, I can start up
We nappin' in parks, we in the sun gettin' darked up
Chillin' with my suit on
Travel trunk is either Moynat leather or it's Vuitton
Sippin' mint tea like we know the tree the leaf fell from
We come from them tiki punch drinks
Had annomiosty for dinner, El Pollo Loco
That was in the past, now I'm parmesan my bolognese
Half a million driftin' and the tire reading "Toyo"
Prefer the aligator logo on my on my cotton polo
Living it up, my niggas is up
Y'all niggas is salty peanuts, we ain't givin' a f*ck
'Cause I'm blessed as hell and I ain't next to jail
Ain't got no psycho hiccups, plus I dress this well
My heaven 24/7

That's heaven (heaven only knows)
That's heaven to me, yeah
What's heaven to you? Yeah
That's heaven to me, yeah
What's heaven to you? To y'all
Because that's heaven to me, aw-aw
(You gotta love it)

The lake water gettin' warmer from the radiant sun
My baby mama and my daughter gettin' chased by my son
The water gun is in his arms, that lil' nigga can run
He get it from his daddy side, you know, them Nigerians
My mama pulled up in a helicopter
Sister in the kitchen, kickin' Jackson, mixin' vodka
After dinner, I'll convince them they should babysit 'em
Me and wifey gettin' ready to go see an opera (Sydney)
This the house we come to when we got nothing to do
The big yard, quaint size with the immaculate view
My boat got a yacht with a slide on the side
My son and I got some bikes we could ride
I'll show him how to wheelie
And Wally hit my cell, we cleared another dealy
It's no contingency, the number's in the hundred millys
I'm in my fourties lookin' twenty-somethin' (yeah)
I don't ask for nothin' (nothin')
Everything is mwah
That's heaven for a God
My health is on a hundred
You feel me?

(Skin glowin') That's heaven to me, yeah
What's heaven to you?
That's really heaven at forty, like, nigga, havin' good health
What's heaven to you? To y'all?
Because that's heaven
This-this was heaven
This was heaven at like, as a kid

It used to be the 'Preme hat in the green
The cheetah print on the tee
The dark wash in the jean
Soccer mom with the Vans in every color it seems
Kids push down the block
Cuttin' Dickies into shorts when it's hot
F*ckin' Wendy's up
Brainstormin' ways to get our pennies up
Me and Jasper spending last bucks on the city bus
Wayne tapes and Vice mags and Portishead drops
Peglegs, Ice Cream shoes, the Mr. Krabs watch
That was heaven for me
'Round time seventeen
Eggin' niggas houses, f*ckin' girls from Pasadena
Bastard wasn't finished, I was forming up a team
I didn't have much, but for certain I had a dream

I f*ck the flow up, f*ck it, I bring it back like
The hairline was receding

Don't let your neighbors take you to hell
Introduce them to heaven
Heaven only knows

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BOYFRIEND, GIRLFRIEND (2020 Demo)

(None of that, I told you not to go over there)
Baby, can we talk to you for a minute? (Hey, hey, hey)
F*ck it up

You should be my bitch
I could be your nigga
Come and get this drunk dick, f*ck you off the liquor
Walk in the house, get naked stripper
Ever since I hit it, baby ass got bigger (What else?)
She know I rock red shoe strings (What else?)
She know it's gang gang, 'til I bleed (What else?)
A 4Hunnid nigga what she need
She know I put the Maybach on D's

I just want someone to talk to whenever I start feeling alone
Sometimes it gets hard to watch you
When I know I can't have you to call you my own, but

You should be my boyfriend, girlfriend
You should be my boyfriend, girlfriend, yeah
You should be my boyfriend, girlfriend
You should be my boyfriend, girlfriend, yeah
I been wishin' on a star that you could be my boyfriend, girlfriend, yeah
I know that idea seems bizarre, but you should be my b- (Okay)

One for the money, two for the hoes
Three for them wack-ass niggas you know
Okay shawty, tell me, what's the problem?
Codes to the crib, even let you meet my mama
Okay, we both know that we got things
It don't really mean much if it's no ring
Yeah-yeah-yeah, you got me stuck like glue
Yeah you got a girlfriend, shit, I'll f*ck her too, true

It's spinnin', 'round and 'round (I know this shit)
It's spinnin', round and round (Got a nigga goin' in my head, my head)
It's spinnin', 'round and 'round (Phone with the tap, the forty on my side, nigga)
It's spinnin', 'round and 'round (Yeah, you got me goin' in my head)

I just want someone to talk to whenever I start feeling alone
Sometimes it gets hard to watch you
When I know I can't have you to call you my own, but

You should be my boyfriend, girlfriend (Girlfriend)
You should be my boyfriend, girlfriend, yeah
You can be my boyfriend, girlfriend
You should be my boyfriend, girlfriend, yeah
I been wishin' on a star
That you could be my boyfriend, girlfriend, yeah
I know that idea seems bizarre, but you should be my-

Let's start something new
Tonight, let's change the rules
Let's start something new (I need to know)
Tonight, let's change the rules (Whoa-whoa)

I just want someone to talk to whenever I start feeling alone
Sometimes it gets so hard for me, you know what I'm saying?
But (talk to)
Let's go out (when I feel alone)
I'm lookin' for somebody
Light, light
Get-get right-right, get drunk
Don't miss up on me baby, give me some
Don't turn me down, baby, turn me up (let's get)
Light, light (get drunk)
Light, light (get drunk)
Don't miss up on me baby, give me sum'
Don't turn me down baby, turn me up
'Cause I like

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SORRY NOT SORRY

Pardon me, excusez-moi (I'm sorry)
Yeah, I coulda made a better choice, I mean, what the f*ck?
I'm sorry, I'm f*cking sorry
Yeah

I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't see you more
I'm sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore
Sis', I'm sorry I'm your kin
Sorry we ain't close as we should've been
Sorry to my old friends
The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn't take the pen
Sorry to the freaks I led on (nah, for real, I'm sorry)
Who thought their life was gonna change 'cause I gave 'em head on
But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I'm dead wrong
Sorry to the guys I had to hide (ooh)
Sorry to the girls I had to lie to who ain't need to know
if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too (tides)
Anyway, I don't wanna talk (ooh)
Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don't wanna give
So you stalk, make up fibs, just to talk about my private life 'cause you're weird (Uh)
Met that girl this year (but), that's none ya biz
Give enough with my art, know your place
My personal space, y'all don't need to to be a part
I'm sorry I don't wanna link and small talk over dinner
I don't even drink, can't guilt trip me, I'm ice cold, roller rink
Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room
Don't assume niggas is cool
Stay in your pocket, this is pool
Blah, blah, blah, blah 'bout trauma
You ain't special, everybody got problems, uh
Sorry I'm not empathetic (nah, I'm f*ckin'), sorry you think I'm pathetic
Sorry I don't wanna bro down, sorry I don't know your pronouns
I don't mean no disrespect, but, damn, we just met, calm the f*ck down
Oh, I'm out of touch and I'm a jerk?
A bank account could never match my worth (that nigga gettin' money, he a dick now)
Sorry Mother Earth, polluted air with chemicals and dirt
These cars ain't gonna buy and drive themselves
What the hell you think I work for? Not to not explore and stay the same (I'm)
Sorry to the fans who say I changed, 'cause I did
Sorry you don't know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is
I'm sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know)
But this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it right
In the meantime, I'll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin' cleaned off
Nigga, f*ck the price, spend it then, then again, I can't save niggas
I'm not Superman, but I could try
I'm sorry I'm pretentious
Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn't missin'
Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence
it get you niggas trippin', man
F*ck the numbers, f*ck a hook
You put me on a stage and I'll show you the difference
Let me see y'all hit a stage (no, y'all can't do it)
Let me see y'all write a page (y'all not gon' do it)
Let me see you make a decision I made
And claim that I don't know about minimum wage or Section 8
water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate
Gettin' pressed by niggas hoppin' gates
Thinkin' it's normal 'cause you ain't supposed to make it past 18
or escape the Figure 8 cycle
And I promise this is like a diet, I'ma make a way and I did, did
feel good, work paid off, now we gon' celebrate
But niggas claim you arrogant when they can't relate to moments of feelin' great
So they aim, duck-duck-duck 'em
Shot right back, buck-buck-buck 'em
Sorry, not sorry (buck 'em, buck 'em)
I got two words, f*ck 'em