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[Tyler]In this fuckin line at Ralph'sBuyin granola barsLeft my member's cardAnd now this shit gon' have an extra chargeThis old bitch in front of me buyin a color printerTV dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner[Domo]So, here I amAt the store for some chipsThat I'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shitAnd I'm still high, so I'm tryna dipBut I'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch[Tyler]What the FUCKWho the fuck this gay nigga in fake GuccDrawin numbers, whateva, wood chain wid a JesusWhat the fuck you think you doin[Domo]Nigga fuck you!I'm just eatin rufflesGotta lotta stuff, foolSo, why don't you fuckin waitLetras de cancionesThat stupid look on yo face[Tyler]Don't make me shoot up this placeWith light sabers and gunsAnd shoot caps and knee capsTo make it harder to runAnd put your ankles in some boardsAnd pissy water for fun[Domo]Nigga, I'm a samuraiCut your skinny ass in halfLook up at the aftermathBlow some fuckin hash and laugh[Tyler]I'm a fuckin ninja and a jedi and I'm from ComptonBetter pick a better option 'fore these Nikes get to stompinChompin at your oxygen chordsYou fat, fake Keenan ThompsonLike a virgin, cherry faggotWe could get it poppin[Domo]I bet you lock and drop itFaggot bitch, you ain't from ComptonDumbo ears, you Mary Poppin with the piece that Gill was rockinI will fuckin beat yo assBox logos through the glassI'll hit you hooky like you skippin classLee would get the math[Tyler]Oh really? You're sillyGiving tip drills to nillyGet them Ruffles no ?Cause Kiara might kill meAw, fuck thisI'm grabbin two kitchen knivesAnd stabbin this Ice Cube look-a-likeTo show you a nigga with attitude[Domo]Wait, I heard about youFrom that other nigga EarlHow you traveled to MilanAnd now only likes girlsI'll roundhouse you into a fuckin basketPush you into an old lady baggin plasticHope you get the messageI will stomp you into potholesAnd fill you up with shellsBut, you're used to eatin tacos[Tyler]Oh, a taco jokeDomo smokeI heard your album sound like some shit a fake Wiz Khalifa papa wroteI'm insulted, shitDamn, somebody grab the CharminNevermind these messagesMonica her nigga ?[Domo]Swift maids, switch bladesMade a big incision in himRed dot his foreheadCause Riley's into HinduismAnd hipsters who happen to be your listenersDoobies roll your booty hoAlexis know the truthy, bro[Tyler]Oh, a Lexus?I drive that all around the western hemisphereLike all of Kiara's ex'sAnd bet thisI'm a mothafuckin monsterFuck talkin, I'll stab you with this fuckin rocket launcher[Domo]When I cock the beam backI'm aimin for Supreme hatsGo to hell, I mean thatBurn you like green backs[Tyler]You don't mean that, you faggotI'll get your back and I'll snap itAnd strangle you with that fuckin leather jacketFall, bitchGive me everythingI'm takin all thisAnd fleein the scene on RufusMy evil walrus, bitch [walrus sound]Fuck you, I'm out[Domo}I'm high as fuckAnd I didn't call for all thisI'mma get on my zombie shitWait, here's my carcass From Letras Mania