lirik lagu tyler, the creator – seven (og)
[verse]
i’d tell him to eat a d~ck quicker than mexicans sprint over borders
i give a f~ck like a quarter with 20 cent
at hamptons with fred hampton relaxing at happy camper
it’s the f~cking (financial aid) at hamptons wasn’t relaxing, i’m taxing
“f~ck ’em all!”‘s what i’m chanting, don’t complain, i’m just ranting
f~ck ranking, i’m the best, i’m the champion’s chariot
i’m a liar like carrey in liar liar
i’m dirtier than the sheets in the marriott, cable guy like larry
peter pan in my youth, f~cking fairies (f~cking fairies)
i’m using my tooth bait to get that b~tch t~~th paste
f~ck it, odd future some n~z~s (n~z~s), black n~z~s don’t copy (copy)
we perfect, you sloppy (sloppy), hotter than saki takei (takei)
f~ck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
screw you like a black teen on judge hatchett (b~tch)
hang with thrashers and jackers, drug dealers and crackers
ap students and slackers, i’m backwards
like jermaine dupri in ’93, escaping from concentration camps
with a f~cking girl board and a ramp
that i ordered from ccs with some diamonds that’s vvs
like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress (like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress, b~tch)
with some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny
sup on my hat like that motherf~cker friendly
white red~headed b~tch reminded me of annie
she dino like my state of mind, so yeah she understand me (yup)
f~ck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
that’s for my little brother, sister, cousin and my auntie (auntie)
wasted f~cking youth? all you old n~ggas antiques
we go skate, rape sl~ts and eat donuts from randy
b~tches like tia landry watching billy and mandy (watching billy and mandy)
motherf~ckers wanna be odd but you can’t be (can’t be, heh)
sit the f~ck down all you old n~ggas stand me, f~ggot (f~ggot, ayy)
i guess i got to be a f~cking hand~me~down rapper
from los ange’ area anytime i’m f~cking landing
f~ck (f~ck) 2dopeboyz and nahright
shoutout (shoutout) to hype trak, them motherf~ckers could never get rid of me
guess i gotta do a f~cking song with dom kennedy
get these f~cking hip hop bloggers to start feeling me
because i’m seventeen, compose my own beats
lyrically i’m dope enough to ass~f~ck the dude who made nicotine
maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some f~cking skinny jeans
and follow in your footsteps like a motherf~cking millipede
centipede, make songs about gucci and ciga~weed
jerk with my freshmen like it’s some motherf~cking little league
no, i’m not no f~cking hipster, mister
no, i’m not no f~cking kid cudi, all my f~cking fans love me
collaboration hits for fans screaming f~ck buddies (f~ck buddies, o~f)
yo, yo
i’m driving in a stolen truck, and i’m probably f~cking drunk
wasted as f~ck, can’t walk it out, dj unk (uh!)
my nose is filled with coke and my license is revoked
(shut the f~ck up!) who the f~ck told me not to spoke? (me)
f~ck everybody here, everybody vanished
i’m managed, hop off my d~ck and make a f~cking sandwich
everybody listening can suck my d~ck in spanish
(you know what? f~ck you) f~ck you (sh~t), f~ggot (f~cking b~st~rd)
[outro]
hahaha, yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record
i was, i was probably angry, probably on my period
but um, i didn’t mean to offend anyone
alright, i’m lying
o~f
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