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