All the bad boo when you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em a tutor, in fact I got one in the and two in the back And the bitches keep "Odd Future is back"
1:] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, talk While I invest in wet rock with all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the cops And pop it like I 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 motherfucking general Catch 'em where them slap, slash, bitch ass niggas go Girl, you ain't even ask cause you finna know Why Playboy so sticky in this centerfold what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes Hit 'em low, litter them with Chronicles of bows in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas they sprinting fo'
[Verse 2: Staples] Black Ted sick as John Gacy Chilling with a victim, she was 18 A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the store She freaked with to help support the habit picked up in the fourth Grade A piece of ass, so I on screwing it of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin Next thing you know, we're on burgundy carpet She's and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it Look, you know it's not if you like it, bitch So sit down like a pretty ho and don't the shit Or I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck Hide the slices from the 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 " Don't touch it or even fucking look You are and the body bag's a fucking book
3:] Yo Vince, let me you 'bout these hoes I met last night They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass right, red light, ran right through it "You even 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 bruises But no, you be Miss Fuck-with-the-Music I'm zoning on Relapse, sliding on Blueprint Three it takes for her to turn blue my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving Pulse stops too, in the back, look As I turn to tell them not to do shit stupid Red, white, blue in the rear-view, shit Swerved to the shoulder, them both no moving Sit down in the back, cause the tinted As I rolled down to forge a new friendship "Aren't you a too young to be driving? " Look Officer, I'm just tryna get "Get out the car with your license and registration" I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my Didn't have backup, I could by the Hummingbike Reached to the glove, the motherfucking hunting knife Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and 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 a tutor, in fact A one in the front, dead cop in the back And two live bitches "Odd Future is back"