Tyler, The Creator - NAGA lyrics

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator] She be like, yeah I be like, nah I be like, yeah She be like, nah I be like, yeah She be like, nah They'll be like, yeah She be like, nah [Verse 1: $ILKMONEY] f**in' that b**h in the back of the Popeye's I was tryna get some Five Guys Paint a n***a like some tie-dyes Gettin' high, slingin' dimes when your cousin died I need a perm like Andre, then cut it off all to a bald fade Stashin' b**hes in my crawl space What's in you wallet? b**h, I work for Allstate Parlez, I need a mixed b**h like parfaits Who read Junie B. Jones in fourth grade With a big forehead like Sade She always give me free tickets to the Barclays Shoot, net, swish From the 3 point line, I sunk the b**h Any closer, I might as well dunk the b**h [Chorus: Tyler, The Creator] She be like, yeah I be like, nah I be like, yeah She be like, nah I be like, yeah She be like, nah They'll be like, yeah (ayo) She be like, nah [Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator] How are you doin', nice to know ya Heard that I was from California With the palm trees and the dirty water And the nice thing, that's why I go the hardest 'Cause I never had it, had it, now I got it, got it I'm a natural at it, need a cap and gown 'Cause I'm top of cla**, and I'm so sporadic When I walk in the room, motherf**ers panic I'm a, young man with a net worth Young man, I'm a expert I get neck like a stretched shirt Bust quick, let this TEC squirt It ain't not out yet like my best work, on god Wolf Haley, the new baby, Luke Cage with an M-80 Lil' cool like Lupe, they "touché" when I say anything off top like toupée T [Chorus: Tyler, the Creator] She be like, yeah (shut the f** up) I be like, nah (T) I be like, yeah She be like, nah I be like, yeah She be like, nah They'll be like, yeah She be like, nah