[Verse 1: Tyler the Creator]
Sick to my mother$#&@ing tummy
(*##$ must think I'm a mother$#&@ing dummy

Because I dress bummy, (*##$ think I'm broke
(*##$, I ate one roach and I made a lot of money
Popping since !@&!, Clancy is my slave master

Thanks to them crackers, my pockets are fatter than excess %#@! that's weighting on Jasper
I've never popped a bottle, but I've $#&@ed a couple models in Europe
Yup, and a couple of them swallowed

Meet me half way, (*##$ I'm going all in
And I never pull back, shout-out to my ^!$$% Taco


[Hook]
$#&@ that, Golf Wang
$#&@ that, Golf Wang

$#&@ that, Golf Wang
$#&@ that, (Golf Wang!) x3


[Verse 2: Tyler the Creator]
So, a couple !@$)s threw a little hissfit
Came to Pitchfork with a couple Jada Pinkett signs

And said I was a racist homophobic
So I grabbed Lucas and filmed us kissing
Feelings getting caught, it's off, I'm pissing

You think I give a $#&@? I ain't even stick my dick in yet
(No homo. Too soon.)
And while y'all are rolling doobies

I be in my bedroom scoring movies
Still, I'm sounding like a $#&@ing newbie
Suck my dick, mother$#&@er, sue me

Mom got a new whip so she could scoop me
A year ago, I ain't have no hoopty
Four story home, gotta climb eight sets of stairs

Just to see where my $#&@ing roof be

[Hook]


[Verse 3: Tyler the Creator]
Wait a God damn second

I'm tripping balls, David Beckham
Will fall cause %#@!'s going down
Just like Rodney King's swimming lessons

Now me and Justin smoke sherm and been talking 'bout freeing perm
And purchasing weapons naming them and aim them in One Direction
(wait a minute)

It sounds like midgets in a God damn speaker
Every time you play this %#@! loud
But that's just me trying to get milk now

Instead of grunts from a God damn cow
Hit me on my beeper while Captain Hook sucks my Peter
Pan camera, repeat procedure

And when the beat drops, have a God damn seizure

[Hook]