f*ckery lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Intro]
We gotta get Earl outta rehab
But until then, ha, you gotta listen to me n*gga, this my sh*t
Left Brain on the beat

[Verse 1]
After high school, I was like f*ck classes, nerds with they glasses
Chasing b*tches with asses and assets I grab chests
Let my fingers guide me like MapQuest on her body
'til I reach the right address, yeah
MellowHype's the hype of the year
Pour a ounce of courage and have no heart of fear, abstract all the tears
They departure here, TFB for the hell of it
She f*ckin' and she celibate n*gga we gon' celebrate
Celebrate which I elevate, higher than your taxes
My ego bustin' backflips on the muthaf*ckin' tracklists
I put in work full time, while you other n*ggas half step
On past steps I crack like a bad neck
Bounce like a bad check and aspect
Cooler then a Christmas eve breeze
That's why n*ggas talkin' can't let me breath ease
I purchase they soul they have me handing me receipts
f*ckery

[Outro]
Ay girl what your name is?

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