H.A.M (Sandwich) lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
b*tch ass n*ggas don't know me, new sandwich with bologna
I ain't really y'all n*ggas friends, none of you motherf*ckers is my homie
I bought a brand new treat, y'all n*ggas don't know me
A B C, 1 2 3, AK-47 hit a n*gga in his teeth
He can talk a lot of sh*t but don't really wanna be handling the motherf*cking business that he needs to
I'm a hit a motherf*cking n*gga in the back when I see you
Fiji Water, Fiji Water, I'mma go and p*ss on my daughter
You don't believe me, I'm a monster

[Hook: Earl Sweatshirt]
Real n*gga on the track b*tch
Come through with the sandwich
That's bread, lettuce, cheese, mustard, bread, crumble

[Verse 2: Domo Genesis]
Uh, you know the buick got the suicide
Roll up on that buick n*gga you're gone die
You will never know who in f*cking side
I come through commit a f*cking suicide
I got nine knives, nine lives, nine bags of chips
Nine b*tches, we about to go on a field trip

[Hook: Earl Sweatshirt]
Sandwich, bread, lettuce, cheese, tomato, mustard, bread, crumble
Sandwich, bread, lettuce, cheese, tomato, ketchup, mustard
Who you trying to f*ck with
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Not me n*gga, because I got the heat n*gga
If you got a f*cking problem n*gga I will motherf*cking lay the sh*t down like lyrics on a
Beat n*gga Get your ass beat n*gga, Talk sh*t to me
I don't like that, I'll put a f*cking bundle of bananas in my f*cking ass

[Hook: Earl Sweatshirt]
Real n*gga what's up
Lettuce, cheese, tomato, mustard, bread, crumble
(I look like J. Cole, I look like J. Cole)

[Verse 4: Tyler, The Creator]
My new, my new, my new b*tch got a new line up
Rolex with the time up
Don't believe I'm the best n*gga, playback rewind up
I give no f*cks. Do I give f*cks?
(Ayo Clancy)
I give no f*cks

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
These n*ggas got a problem on their hands
It might be me, It might be me

[Bridge: Earl Sweatshirt]
If you wanna be the one for me
You're gonna have to show me your motherf*cking back handling skills
Bro that's on me for realla, real n*gga in the spot
I might come through with a Glock, and kill you
We gone sing until the night's over, What you looking at boy
(Ready?)
[Verse 5: Tyler, The Creator]
Call me wavy, the way that I'm cappin' ya
All black guns like I'm going to war with Africa
n*gga got a problem, I'll be...
Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, Trash Wang

[Hook: Earl Sweatshirt]
Lettuce, cheese, mustard, tomato, lettuce, bread, crumble(tasty)
Sandwich, lettuce, bread, cheese, mustard, crumble, we who you trying to f*ck with?

[Verse 6: Tyler, The Creator]
pus*y n*gga think he trying to talk sh*t to me on Facebook and Twitter?
Call me Mark Maguire, I'mma hitter

[Hook: Earl Sweatshirt]
Sandwich , lettuce, cheese, mustard, tomato (where your sandwich at)
Tomato, bread (scrumpcious), I like bread

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
b*tches know I'm the bomb, I mustard
You can call me dijon