Michael What TF lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Chorus]
I aim my pistol at your heart
(Back on my bullsh*t, Michael what?)
That's how I know it's really beating
(Back on my bullsh*t, Michael what? Back on my bullsh*t, Michael what?)
I was your band-aid at the start
(I'm back on my bullsh*t, Michael what? Back on my bullsh*t, Michael what?)
But now I'd rather see you bleeding
(I'm back on my bullsh*t, Michael what? Back on my bullsh*t, Michael wh—)

[Verse 1]
Back on my bullsh*t
Pull up on you, white Beamer, that's Cool Whip
b*tches seem him, they screaming, they drool quick
Colosseums, I see 'em, my tour sh*t
Got me thinking like, I ain't got love in my heart
For nobody that ain't got love from the start
My stepfather text me and told me that mama died
Ain't have the balls for a call
Now he just taking the house and the wealth
Keep the life insurance bread for himself
Had the nerve to move a b*tch in the house
And told grandma and grandpa he kicking 'em out

[Chorus]
I aim my pistol at your heart
(Back on my bullsh*t, Michael what?)
That's how I know it's really beating
(Back on my bullsh*t, Michael what? Back on my bullsh*t, Michael what?)
I was your band-aid at the start
(I'm back on my bullsh*t, Michael what? Back on my bullsh*t, Michael what?)
But now I'd rather see you bleeding
(Back on my bullsh*t, Michael what? I'm back on my bullsh*t, Michael)
[Interlude]
(One, two, three, four)

[Verse 2]
Back on my bullsh*t
Pull up on you, white Bimmer, that's Cool Whip
b*tches seem him, they screaming, they drool quick
Colosseums, I see 'em, my tour sh*t
In my mind got your BM, in my DM
Tryna pull up in the PM, ain't no leaving
f*ck with the gang and they leave ya with a seizure
Operation you gon need your anesthesia, spot you like cheetah
My watch is sick, the rocks is sick
I seen your sh*t, the opposite
My watch is sick, the rocks is sick
I seen your sh*t, the opposite
That's just the sh*t that I say
To contain all the hate that I have in my brain
All I have is complaints got me going insane
Yeah, I'm fly, but I wish I could jump off this plane
Can't nobody see the scars I got on my face
Can't nobody see the heart I had, don't remain
Every time it beats, I beat myself up with shame
That's the reason why I keep on aiming it (At your heart)
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