Tyler The Creator

Sandwitches
(Tyler speaking) Nigga had the fuckin nerve to call me immature - what the fuck you think I made Odd Future for? To wear fuckin suits and make good decisions? Fuck that nigga. Wolf Gang (Tyler) Who the fuck invited Mr. I Don't Give a Fuck? Who cries about his daddy in the blog because his music sucks (I did) Well you fuckin up and truthfully I've had enough Fuck rolling papers, I'm a rebel bitch, I'm ashin blunts (Sorry) Full of shit like I ate that john Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom With nice homes, 401k's and nice ass lawns Those privileged fucks gotta learn that we ain't takin no shit Like Ellen DeGeneres clitoris is playin with dick I'm jealous as shit Cuz I ain't got no home meal to come to So if you do, I'm throwin fingers out screamin FUCK YOU I got ten of these Kennedys Not Dom But if I was a Dahm I would be Jeffrey Supreme hat the color of a leprechaun with leprosy I fuckin bout it bout it like I'm Master P in 96 It's fuckin immaculate The way your daughter's smackin dicks Surprised she hasn't took the nasty dick inside her ally you The Golf Wang hooligans is fuckin up the school again Letras de cancionesAnd showin you and yours that breakin rules is fuckin cool again I'm goin harder than a midget jumpin over me Chronic youth - I'm shovin blunt wraps in bitches ovaries Punches to the stomach where that bastard kid supposed to be Fuck the mask, I want that ho to know it's me Wolf Gang, wolf gang It's the wolf gang, wolf gang etc......... (Hodgy) My love is gone for you mommy You can ride in hearses I'm sick in the brain Dumb bitch, can you nurse this? You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect Then you smoked a J of weed and take us kids to the church Fuck church, they singin and this this shit ain't even worth it In the choir whores and liars, scumbags in the dirt bitch You told me god was the answer When I ask him for shit I get no answer So god is the cancer I'm stuck in triangles Lookin for my angel Kill me with a chainsaw and let my balls dangle Triple 6 is my number You can get it off my Tumblr (hahahaha) Hook (Hodgy) It was hilarious, but it ain't fuckin funny now I'll push this fuckin pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground I step on her stomach, replace the baby with some fuckin pounds "My baby daddy shoot bricks, the nigga also shoots rounds" Cuz if I shoot blanks, oops thanks I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank Uhhh (Tyler) Free Earl, that's the fuckin shit And if you disagree suck a couple pimple covered dicks UMM Wolf Gang - that's the fuckin clique Golf Wang, Kill Em All nigga, triple 6 Fuck 2DopeBoyz, all them niggas bitches We don't need ya'll - Fader's who we're really fuckin with bitch We don't make fuckin horror core you fuckin idiots, Listen to the music before you put it in a box From Letras Mania