Golf Media Freestyle lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
My attire, you require
It's imperial
So fire, devour anything, I mean I've been
Close to power, just realize and devour
I'm riding Mario Kart, I think I might pick Bowser
I need mothaf*ckin' housin'
I need sh*t that's off the yowzer
But tell that b*tch to come through, f*ck a n*gga, man
Hell to club

[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
Young T came through with the new whip
I ain't even got a new b*tch, I'm with my old one
Got a n*gga named Scooty, got an old gun
And if you want some, you don't want that, n*gga
Got the green hat cause it match the pockets
Get cats, cats, dogs, frogs and all
f*ck that, n*gga, got a problem?
n*gga gotta solve 'em, n*gga know your mama
Know where his family lives

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]
Come through this sh*t applyin' dirt
My n*gga Tyler got Hawaiian shirt
Got the Dior bomber, I ain't no farmer
I'll tell your papa I'll pop the llama
f*ck you talkin' 'bout? Don't want no drama
Ain't know, they better show you, boy
Stole you, boy, I thought I told you, boy
I'll f*ck your girl, ho on the Polaroid
[Verse 4: Tyler, the Creator]
Shout my n*gga J, shout my n*gga Trav
Shout my n*gga Dom, shout my ex-girlfriend's moms
Cause I f*cked her too
And I'll f*ck you in the mouth if you've got a problem
f*ck your crew and everybody that you know
I don't got a problem, n*gga, woah
Rollin' down Slauson in all red, woah
I don't really play the thugger but I know

[Verse 5: A$AP Rocky]
Tell that b*tch to see me good
Told that b*tch to hit me good
And your man won't beat me good
See it on Golf Media
f*ck you mean? I'm high as sh*t
f*ck you mean you fly as this?
Why you talkin' lies and sh*t?
Tell that b*tch to slide my di*k

[Outro: Tyler, the Creator]
I got a fat ass
I got a fat ass
I got a fat ass
And I hit it the dab
I got a fat ass
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