Trashwang lyrics

by

Pharrell Williams


[Intro: Na'kel, Tyler, The Creator, Lee Spielman]
Sawed-off, I eat those
These clothes, they free though
Straight from the back of the Supreme store
Don't give a f*ck about these hoes--
Hold on, hold on, hold on, run that sh*t back!
(This is a DJ Stankdaddy exclusive!)
I want the Black kids to like me for this one, man
Trashwang! Woah!
Illegal CIV!
Trashwang! Yo!
Golf Wang!
Trashwang!

[Verse 1: Na'kel]
b*tch, I'm with the f*cking extras
Big dog, cup full of egg nog
Don't give a f*ck 'bout sh*t but clips and Camp Flog Gnaw
Sawed-off, I eat those
These clothes, they free though
Straight from the back of the Supreme store
Don't give a f*ck about these hoes
They just slob knob in New York shows
Thirsty for the clips till I'm not flow
Pusha Georgia trip, b*tch I got it poppin'
Me and Jasper going coffin shopping
Nose of the board see a lotta boxes
b*tches see the boy and they mouth be frothing
Chain is glossing
b*tch
[Hook: Left Brain]
Trashwang n*ggas
Thriller, we the killer
You can tell I'm Golf Wangin'
By the f*cking stickers
OF or Wolf Gang
My n*ggas is my n*ggas
Don't let them skateboards fool you
Know n*ggas that pull triggers

[Bridge: Left Brain]
Trashwang, n*gga, that's what's up
Trashwang, n*gga, that's what's up
Trashwang, n*gga, that's what's up
Trashwang, n*gga, roll a blunt
Trashwang, n*gga, that's what's up
Trashwang, n*gga, that's what's up
Trashwang, n*gga, that's what's up
Trashwang, n*gga, roll a blunt

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, yeah, them n*ggas is swell
Tighter than a straight n*gga going to jail
Locked in a box, n*gga, off them socks
I can finally afford the bail
My b*tch isn't bad
She's pretty normal looking with a real nice ass
Now hop off my di*k, what it be
b*tch, Mob, Task, Force, Lil B, n*gga
Speaking of the devil
Y'all n*ggas cornier than kettle
Y'all couldn't smoke crack or heroin
In a Black Ops plane and reach my level
Ate some bugs and I made some carats
f*ck y'all n*ggas' bullsh*t, y'all cherish
I'm 21, I threw a party but…
Difference is, y'all didn't have a Ferris
Wheel
[Verse 3: Jasper Dolphin]
55 grams in that blunt, n*gga
I face that
Just copped that motherf*cker bimmer, n*gga
I race that
Keep talking that sh*t
I'll pull your card
Get chipped like that n*gga from Stomp The Yard
Don't f*ck with Jasper
He a retard
Kill your motherf*cking grandma and have your family scarred

[Verse 4: Tyler, The Creator]
Might f*ck around and be a goat named Felicia
Sorry, got a little excited
It's probably all the meth Walt Jr. provided
Wolf Gang up in this b*tch
Red Riding Hood is p*ssed
Somebody tell Megan and Sara to come and suck a-

[Hook: Left Brain]
Trash Wang n*ggas
Thriller, we the killer
You can tell I'm Golf Wangin'
By the f*cking stickers
OF or Wolf Gang
My n*ggas is my n*ggas
Don't let them skateboards fool you
Know n*ggas that pull triggers
[Verse 5: Taco]
Bimmers for days
White b*tches is slaves
n*ggas ain't with that warfare
My goons got aim
100 racks before 18
200 before I hit 6 feet
n*gga we bout it bout it
Yo b*tch try to suck my di*k

[Verse 6: Lucas Vercetti]
Holding up my chain
Versace Flocka Flame
Pull up in the tank
c*ck back and aim (ouch)
Spitting my verse wearing gold fangs
I'm loading up the nine shouting Golf Wang
Your b*tch tattoo
It say my name
Sachee Santana
n*gga bird gang
Supreme team
Seventh veil
Paying all these ratchet's
(Phone bills) Phone bills
Bills, bills, bills...

[Interlude: L-Boy]
(What) Yeah
Y'all n*ggas thought it was a game
We shutting the motherf*cking sh*t down now n*gga
It's over for you b*tch n*ggas
I'm here with my n*gga nasty Nak', Mr. Versace
Wolf Haley in this motherf*cker
Jasper The Motherf*cking Dolphin
And my n*gga, Mike G
We taking this sh*t over
Its shut down for you b*tch n*ggas
I got the Tec
I'm bustin' at y'all b*tches heads n*gga
f*ck all you n*ggas
It's getting hot in here

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Odd Future Wolf Gang bruh we Kill 'Em All
Golf Wang sticker on that Trash Wang
n*gga knows that OF popping -- Loiter Squad, Flog Gnaw
OFWGKTA yeah you n*ggas know them seven letters long
Yeah, Wolf Gang up in this b*tch
Golf Wang up in this b*tch
Litter Life up in this b*tch
OFM, banging on your motherf*ckin' FM
n*gga, f*ck you thought this was, n*gga?
Haha
Click-click [gunshot]
(What the f*ck was that?)
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