Rella - Odd Future
[Intro:]
I f_cked this flow
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
This is my electronic press kit, hot as some fresh sh_t
N_gga recollect b_tch, grow grey hairs, don't stress it
I text message, messages to f_ckin' estrogen
She let's me in, I sex her then she sexier than my leather vans
Cause I never am purchasing, reimbursing your currency
Put your body on the curb to work the street, I hearse the streets
Heard she sweet, she Hershey's sweet but me I'm extravagent
Hop on the bandwagon kid, I'm about to tell you some tragic sh_t
The love is lost and the drugs they cost, in the studio mixing raw
B_tchs sh_t in my draws like you piss in my draws, n_gga my d_ck's in her jaw
I'm Wes Snipes with lead pipes, don't dabble with the apple
Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into Snapple
F_ck the pick of the raffle, king of the castle
N_gga, Genghis Khan mansion, we the Marilyn Manson
Making money in the present, it be safe for my grandsons
African drugs for when the champ come
[Verse 2: Domo Genesis]
Suicide watch n_gga, kill yourself
Opposition who? N_gga reveal yourself
How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself?
Splinter Cell creeping in this b_tch, you couldn't feel the stealth
Wolves are prowling, hunger at it's f_cking best
I'm a beast like the gorilla head that is on my chest
Please let me flex, I'm going off I need some f_ckin' bread
Drugs are green, my b_tches white and tonight I need f_ckin' head
Excuse our swag, I'm tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig
Fresh to death then I guess we looking like the living dead
Oh sh_t, yo b_tch, look at how I'm doing you
B_tches on my d_ck but look at me I'm f_cking beautiful
N_ggas tryna figure out, but all I hear in my interviews
Is why this so cool? You n_ggas are so unusual
Wolf Gang, point me to a n_gga I should prove it to
Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula hoops
[Bridge: Hodgy Beats]
The fortress is fortified (b_tch)
Money in my pockets like I'm 45, Hodgy Beats recording live
B_tch I be surely high and I don't need wings to fly
I'm the air with the pigs, Left Brain, Domo Genesis
[Verse 3: Tyler the Creator]
Knock-knock, who's there?
It's me, your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my d_ck (What?)
I killed that p_ssy and grabbed that knife
Now I got real authentic cheetah print sh_t (N_gga, you're a liar)
N_gga don't believe me, kiss your lady
And boy, you're gonna get them heebie jeebies?
N_gga my d_ck stay way disease-y, I make it look easy
51-50, I'm off the Heezy, you ain't got no f_ckin' Yeezy?
(5 albums, 100 songs, and you ain't got no f_ckin' Yeezy?
I bet you got some J-Kwon, you ain't got no f_ckin Yeezy?)
Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez, I'm f_ckin' Looney
See these girls talkin' all that sh_t (What?)
I'm just tryna see some tits (What?)
Let's get it poppin' like, MC Lyte, around some dykes
I'm, out this b_tch like hocus pocus
And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles
And met up with b_tches, gave 'em cum on their dimples
Then my d_ck went limp so, took about 3 pills of Extenzo
Now my d_ck's longer than a 5 door limo
Harder than a soft right hook from kimbo on PCP and cilantro
When I'm with your b_tch I'm like, "Where my d_ck go? "
Now she think I'm 'bout to eat her hole
Encho and lada, I gotta lotta that 'Preme and I'm paying nada
It seems that I'm product placement but not I'm just f_ckin' awesome
Yo mama look like a ugly, loser
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