CORSO (Original) lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator



Lyrics From Snippet

[Intro]
Uh
Yo
That sh*t crazy, ayo
Look

[Verse 1]
I be talkin' that fresh sh*t, I don't need gum (Nah)
Cookie crumbs in the Rolls, never no weed crumbs (No)
He ain't talk to his b*tch in three days
It ain't gotta be this way, I'm down for the threesome (Woo)
I might buy a boat (n*gga, yeah)
Depends if Capri got space, don't really need one
I can go in the wintertime, baby, I bleed sun
Find another n*gga like me 'cause I ain't seen one
Pull up in that, uh, whatchamacallit? (Nyoom)
Played a couple demos at Madison Square Garden
And tell them motherf*ckers at Sony I'm not callin'
I'm plottin' on a billi', chilly in my garden, yuh

[Open Verse]

[Verse 2]
B-Hop, uh, French Waltz, uh
She say she like the Royce and I'm like "Which one?"
I got two, hun, look
Catch me in my other-other-other-other crib, that's my AKA
Hurricane-proof all the views, sh*t like "A Bay Bay"
The fuzzy hat, ascot, passport got tattoos
Slim n*gga, big di*k, with a f*ckin' gap tooth
The way he beam
Call me Mr. Always On Some sh*t You Never Seen
In that mansion, livin' single, b*tch, I'm Maxine
"n*ggas of your standard shouldn't talk"
Give a f*ck about your thoughts, call me if you get lost, b*tch
[Open Verse]
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