All the bad boo when you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in I got one in the and two in the back And the bitches keep screaming "Odd is back"
1:] Wolf a T-Rex cock, less talk While I invest in wet rock with all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the cops And pop it like I tossed a match in the And go harder than a crack intervention Clown of the class and the last to it Big Earl you fags stand at attention Odd Future, I'm motherfucking general Catch 'em them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna Why this so sticky in this centerfold what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes Hit 'em low, litter them with of Riddick bows Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system Saw 'em walking out, ask niggas what they sprinting fo'
[Verse 2: Staples] Black Ted sick as John Gacy Chilling a possible victim, she was 18 A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor She with dick to help support the habit picked up in the fourth A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the juice and gin Next thing you know, we're on Earl's carpet She's kicking and screaming, for me to fucking stop it Look, you know not rape if you like it, bitch So sit down like a ho and don't fight the shit Or else I'll have to tie a bow 'round your bloody neck the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette Mop the blood up, put the in the apartment
Stash her we hide the marijuana and the condoms "Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or fucking look You are Fantasia and the bag's a fucking book
3:] Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met night They thought I was 'til I asked what that ass like right, red light, ran right through it "You don't even have permit, what the fuck are you doing? " Maybe if you shut the fuck up, be cruising And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout bruises But no, you wanna be Miss I'm zoning on Relapse, she's sliding on seconds it takes for her to turn blue With my hands her throat, her arms stopped moving Pulse stops too, in the back, look As I turn to tell both not to do shit stupid Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, Swerved to the shoulder, tell them no moving Sit down in the back, cause the windows As I rolled down mine to forge a new "Aren't you a little too young to be " Officer, I'm just tryna get home "Get out the fucking car with license and registration" I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my Didn't backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the and dipped Back to the fucking crib for tea and crumpets, shit
All the bad bitches boo you rap I can you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact A one dead in the front, cop in the back And two live screaming "Odd Future is back"