All the bad bitches boo you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in 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 I invest stock in wet rock Smoke with all the big bumping "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the cops And pop it like I tossed a in the engine And go harder than a fucking crack of the class and the last to attend it Big Earl make you stand at attention Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking Catch 'em where slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna Why this so sticky in this centerfold what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes Hit 'em low, litter them with Chronicles of Riddick in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas what they fo'
[Verse 2: Vince Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy Chilling with a victim, she was 18 A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor She freaked with to help support the habit picked up in the fourth A piece of ass, so I plan 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, begging for me to fucking it Look, you it's not rape if you like it, bitch So sit down like a pretty ho and fight the shit Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody Hide the slices from the gashes with a dull Gillette Mop the blood up, put the body in the
Stash her where we hide the and the condoms "Hey, that? " Don't touch it or even fucking look You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking
3:] Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout hoes I met last night They thought I was cute 'til I asked that ass like Damn right, red light, ran right it "You don't even have your permit, the fuck are you doing? " Maybe if you the fuck up, we'd be cruising And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing your bruises But no, you wanna be Fuck-with-the-Music I'm zoning on Relapse, she's sliding on Three it takes for her to turn blue With my around her throat, her arms stopped moving Pulse stops too, in the back, confused As I turn to tell them not to do shit stupid Red, white, blue in the rear-view, shit Swerved to the shoulder, tell both no moving Sit down in the back, cause the tinted As I down mine to forge a new friendship "Aren't you a little too young to be " Look Officer, I'm just tryna get "Get out the fucking car with license and registration" I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my Didn't have backup, I 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 crib for some tea and crumpets,
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