All the bad boo when you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em a tutor, in fact I got one in the front and two in the And the bitches keep "Odd Future is back"
1:] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less While I invest in wet rock Smoke with all the big bitches "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, up against the dead cops And pop it like I a match in the engine And go harder than a fucking crack Clown of the class and the to attend it Big Earl you fags stand at attention Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking Catch 'em them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go Girl, you ain't gotta ask cause you finna know Why this Playboy so sticky in this what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes Hit 'em low, litter them with Chronicles of bows Chronic in the to the dome, got my system slow Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas what sprinting fo'
[Verse 2: Staples] Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy Chilling with a victim, she was 18 A hippie whore, met her at the liquor store She freaked with dick to support the habit picked up in the fourth Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on it Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's and gin thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet She's kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking it Look, you know it's not if you like it, bitch So sit down like a ho and don't fight the shit Or else I'll have to tie a bow 'round your bloody neck Hide the from the gashes given with a dull Gillette Mop the up, put the body in the apartment
Stash her where we hide the and the condoms "Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or even look You are Fantasia and the body bag's a book
3:] Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like Damn right, red light, ran right it "You don't even have permit, what the fuck are you doing? " if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruising And you be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruises But no, you wanna be Fuck-with-the-Music I'm zoning on Relapse, she's on Blueprint Three seconds it takes for her to turn With my hands around her throat, her stopped moving stops too, in the back, look confused As I turn to tell them not to do shit stupid Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, Swerved to the shoulder, tell them no moving Sit in the back, cause the windows tinted As I rolled down mine to a new friendship "Aren't you a too young to be driving? " Officer, I'm just tryna get home "Get out the car with your license and registration" I ain't outta shit, you're starting to try my patience have backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike Reached to the glove, grabbed the hunting knife him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped Back to the fucking for some tea and crumpets, shit
All the bad bitches boo you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in A one in the front, dead cop in the back And two live bitches "Odd Future is back"