[Verse 1: Tyler, the Creator]
Tall ugly n***a with lips bigger than Tigger
Only blue print on these Vans like I don't listen to Jigga, (Uhh)
Cotton-picking n***a, Golf Wang season sicker than the block
Colette and skateshops, where wolves deal 'em (Uhh)
Workshop is awesome, ask Dill and let's pretend like
I'm not making dollar Bill Withers on these f**ing stickers (Uhm)
Pulling down my zipper and she quick to say she doesn't s**
b**h, cut the crap like dyke booty when they scissor, (Uhh)
Pink haired Mrs, I'm her mister, sipping Slurpees, bag of chips
Now show your tits for mister Fuji, take a picture (Uhh)
OF is popping like a blister, need some Listerine
Spitting got us balling like we Mr. Clean's sister, (Uhh)
Sick of being black, sipping paint thinner out a tin flask
Plotting on the babysitter before dinner
And hopefully I get her, if I don't, f** it then
See I never simp son, polar opposite of Smithers, I'm done b**h
[Hook: Casey Veggies & Tyler, the Creator]
Until the ozone leaves and the Earth is hot
Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot
The moon now working and the stars align
I stay golden, y'all thought I was out my mind
Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot
Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot
Loiter Squad lurking in the parking lot
[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
(Somebody told me...) I had a decline in the buzz
Not a shocker bruh, I had the stun gun in my bum
And when I drop sh** you better have a towel and a sponge
And ask Bob b**h, I eat a ton bucket of chum
In Bikini Bottom, I am the biggest problem
This sh** fishy n***as dip like we were set in Harlem
Heaters turn them into nuggets like Carmelo Anthon
We just sit and burn sh** just like my f**ing anthem
[Mike G]
I'm like goals, those are something you have to stand to reach
My campaign speech elect me Commander in Chief
Respect to whoever's minor appearances cause ma** hysteria
But I'm still incomparable, I'm like the face of America
I'm the amba**ador from a land made of gold
I'm a f**ing centerfold, I'm something to behold
I can k** a hundred shows, take one for the road
I'm results of putting persistent pressure on coals
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tyler, the Creator]
It's a dog eat dog world, don't get bit bruh
A son of a b**h I am, yup, I'm a sick pup
(I thought that you were nice) Yeah, I am, s*ut
I'm also half a** a racist who hates n***as – yep, I'm a mixed mutt
Preme is the top bunk, green is the pillow case
Golf is the bedsheets, (hat and my T-shirt)
TrashWang sticker on that Chima Fergolfson
I'm real with the box, and I murder with the pen
It's Bimmer Boy's boy never swerving in the Benz
I'm listening to Dead Sam demos on the ten
Can I get a medium with cheese and bacon?
[Outro]
It's Loiter Squad n***a...
f**ing Loiter Squad...
Sam's after you
Sam's after who?
You!
For what? What the f**?
He found out that you and Salem been hanging out, he said he gonna k** you
k** me? What the f** you mean k** me? Slow down, slow down, what the f** you mean he gonna k** me?
I don't know, he just said he gonna k** you
Not if I get to him first