Tyler, The Creator - SIR BAUDELAIRE lyrics

[Intro: Tyler, the Creator & DJ Drama] The sun beamin' Y'all ready? Ayo (DJ the fu*k-It's DJ the fu*k—) 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 [Verse: Tyler, the Creator & DJ Drama] Cookie crumbs in the Rolls (Rolls), jet-fuel-scented vest (Vyoom) Swim trunks in the trunk, Geneva water the best (The best, yeah) The passport lookin' thick, the afro need a pick My skin soak up the sun, ain't shakin' hands with you bums (Nah) Bunny Hoppa, the new car doors, they lift open (Woo) The lake water, dry off at the French Open (Ayy) I rub it in these ni**as' faces likе thick lotion That big B is in motion, uh (Gangsta Grillz) Coral peach cobbler, dude, spit likе a llama do Used to be reckless, you should see what them commas do New le FLEUR* season, summertime look like private school Keep it low, don't want that sh*t to blow like Osama shoe I'm a true connoisseur, hotel concierge Know me as that spaced-out ni**a with the chunky ears UFC, that sh*t swole up, that's VVS, keep Vic safe That's a mansion on that USB, it's T [Outro: Tyler, the Creator & DJ Drama] Yeah I hope you ni**as been spendin' your time wisely Call me if you get lost, baby As you can tell, we have (Haha) This sh*t for the sunseekers Got the bikes on the tarmac Welcome to the disco Hittin' wheelies and sh*t Call me if you get lost Perfume on the skin, ha Hahaha Call me if you lost See, while y'all was in the house (Call me if you lost) We was takin' Rolls Royces to go see alligators DJ Drama, man (Call me if you lost) Travelin' the world Passport stamped up (Call me) It's Tyler Baudelaire, ni**a