[Verse 1: Tyler, the Creator]
They say I've calmed down since the last album
Well, lick my dick, how does that sound? (Umm)

Smell my gooch, you could kiss my buns
And I don't give a %#@!, bend my !@(!
Somebody said bands make her dance

You think you're getting cash, no (*##$, you're dumb
The only thing that you're gonna get is this dick
Wait turn this up, (*##$, this my jam, (Where the drums at?)

Here, take a !@#$ picture
And tell Spike Lee he's a !@#$ !@$@
And while you're at it, pass the lotion

In fact, get an Xbox Live, that fun
Before I come, I'm calling your sister
When she comes over, I take picture

Instantly put it on Instagram and suplex her off a building (?)

[Hook: Tallulah and Tyler, the Creator]

Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!
Why y'all so salty,
I do Molly as (?),

Can't (?) (*##$ (?),
Your boy is bad to the bone


[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
Bring back the horns that was played in the beginning,
And tell Tony Parker that I found his vision,

And if he's tripping off my sneak dissing
Then he has to deal with me and my minions
Tryna get a bimmer, E46

Have you heard 48, mother$#&@a I'm great
Golf Wang prints always cover the sleeves
From cuts from the beach, to these puff in the trees, please

$#&@ I look like? Got a new bike tire
Never popped like the #~!!@ on a (*##$ !@()
Think I give a $#&@, I do, I go balls

And I bust in her jaw like ($#&@ that disease!)
My urethra, hole that I pee from
Bigger than a (?) snapped on a (?)

Now, turn that snare down
I'm back like I'm Rosa Parks fare on the same damn bus
Like ?You're going to jail now!?


[Hook]


[Verse 3: Tyler, the Creator]
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck?
If a woodchuck could ever give a $#&@?

(*##$ Suck Dick, mother$#&@ you and your opinions,(Can you kick it?)
Yes I can sir, (?)


[Hook 2: Tallulah and Tyler, the Creator]
Yeah Buddy, (?), Na Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Golf Wang, Golf Wang, Go $#&@ You, Na Na Na Na Na Na!

Why y'all so salty,
I do Molly as (?),
Can't (?) (*##$ im on,

Your boy is bad to the bone

[Verse 4: Tyler, the Creator]

How many !@$)s can a lightbulb screw?
Well if I has a dick, they be two's and sixes, (?)
(?) bout to lose my %#@!, shoot through (?)'s hair with a crucifix

How many ladies in the house?
How many ladies in the house without a rich ^!$$%, huh?
A little Jergins in my palm for the jerkin'

Hope my Mom don't catch me, tryna set mood
Little Redtube, $#&@ lotion, I don't need lube, dryfit suits me
Up and down, friction with the sound, %#@!'s kind of disgusting

Fap time and before I flatline, Clancy chimes in my room and catch me
This %#@!'s so damn embarrassing like?