435 lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Intro]
Yuh, ayo
Ayo

[Verse]
I put the feline in my hair, looking like a cheetah pet
And you know they getting green if a flower on they neck
If a flower on they neck hit Clancy on the text
I ain't tryna check a bag, can we get another jet?
I ain't gassin' n*ggas up, but that fuel is 50 grand
Passionfruit in D.R., had me drippin' in the sand
New n*gga from New York, I'ma give him sticky hands
Sticky fingers from the green, Jasper playing with them grams
They was playing at the Gramm's, one nom ain't enough
I'm a make sure that that sh*t ain't happening again, yuh
Golf boys, it's them golf boys
In that 12 seater wings looking like a hawk boy
Getting to the paper better re-up on the chalkboard
'Cause the student turned into the teacher
Don't talk boy, class in session
1 through 5, I'm a 7
I'm a god, n*gga, ask your reverend
And that crib in Bel-Air is heaven
Hot-coco outta chinas, n*gga, pass the beverage, yuh
Comme Des on that hombre
Haters with the long face
New whip is Pirelli tired like a long day
Big dollars, the scent Prada
Skinny n*gga also big poppa, women they adore me
If you see me out in public, no pictures, don't record me
I don't really f*ck with y'all n*ggas, selfish at the orgy, uh
[Outro]
b*tch
One take
Yuh
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