Tyler, The Creator - LEMONHEAD lyrics

[Intro: Tyler, the Creator & DJ Drama] Y'all ni**as know what's up You say, you say pandemic? (Yeah) Oh, you wanna see a pandemic? (Bunnyhop) Well sh*t, remove us from the game I don't lean Then sh*t'll really get crazy I don't lean Gangsta Grillz (Yeah) [Verse 1: Tyler The Creator, DJ Drama & 42 Dugg] 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 sh*t, got the tool out It's the Wolf Gang, Brooklyn Zoo out (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah) ni**a, Wu-Tang, you get chewed out Then we woo-hah, this is Flipmode And thеy know you're pussy like the douchе out b*tch, I'm cuckoo and his mouth wet (Cuckoo, cuckoo) He a pool now, used to stage dive, but they sue now I was too hot, TLC waterfalls on my chest help me cool out (Ah) Got too many cars, sh*t a go-kart (Yeah) They're catchin' dust, won't even start (Yeah) Earlobe with Lemonheads, lookin' like Bart (Woo) Keep your Patek, I spent that on art (Spent that on art, ni**a) How much it cost? sh*t, 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 ni**a put a bike rack on the Rolls, T (fu*k with me) [Verse 2: 42 Dugg & DJ Drama] A young turnt ni**a, I be fu*kin' 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, ni**a, free my bros (Trez) I ain't got no safe and they see me shinin' (b*tch, huh) Still fu*k, I'm grindin' (Lame) Eighty for a gram, remind 'em (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Two-tone Patek in this b*tch, goddammit (Ayy, ho) Ten bad hoes, ni**a, look at that b*tch (Look at that) Still sellin' dope, I be cookin' that sh*t (Man, for real, dog sh*t) My hoodie like six bands (Look, dog sh*t) Over a hunnid (Yeah, yeah) I'm from the bottom, b*tch, we get money Might tip a good ho, but ni**a, she get nothin' Car go skrrt, hold on (Ha, pretty good, start it up) ni**a, you got lucky (Skrrt) All this paper, I can bet she fu*k I ain't doin' no talkin', I ain't doin' no savin' (No, no, no) Took her from a lame, I'll give this b*tch back (Here) Don't act crazy, ni**a still tote straps Like, "Get on, b*tch, just spit on sh*t" Man, oh my God, "Remember lil'—?" Yeah, he got dropped (Hold on), I'm gone (We gone) b*tch [Outro: Tyler, The Creator & Frank Ocean] Call on me (My bro is) If you get lost (Runnin' his finger around th-the Ai WeiWei, Ai VeiVei bowl) Call on me (I got that sh*t 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 on me (Mine, like, my life) If you get lost (Don't fu*king bite, y'all ni**as love to steal)