TYLER THE CREATOR - Trashwang lyrics
rate meBitch, I’m with the fucking extras
Big dog, cup full of eggnog
Don’t give a fuck about shit
But clips and can’t flog, no
Sawed off, I eat those
These clothes, they free, though
Straight from the back of the supreme store
Don’t give a fuck about these hoes
They just swab knob in New York shows
Thirsty for the clit so I’ve got flow
Frigid Georgia trip, bitch I got it popping
Me and Jasper going coffee shopping
Those were the boys, see a lot of boxes
Bitches see a boy and their mouth is frothing
Chains is glossing
Trashwang niggas
Thriller, we the killer
You can tell ‘em Golf Wang
Buy the fucking sneakers
OF or Wolf Gang, my niggas is my niggas
Don’t let the skateboards fool you
Know niggas that pull triggers
Trashwang nigga, that’s what’s up
Trashwang nigga, that’s what’s up
Trashwang nigga, that’s what’s up
Trashwang nigga, roll the blunt
Trashwang nigga, that’s what’s up
Trashwang nigga, that’s what’s up
Trashwang nigga, that’s what’s up
Trashwang nigga, roll the blunt
Wolf Gang, Golf Wang , them niggas are swell
Tighter than a straight nigga going to jail
Locked in a box, nigga, off them socks
I can finally afford the bail
My bitch is a bad bitch, pretty normal looking
But a really nice ass to hop on my dick
We be, bitch, mob task force, Lil B, nigga
Speaking of the devil, y’all niggas cornier than kettle
Y’all couldn’t smoke like a heroine in a black out frame and reach my level
Ate some bugs and I made some carrots
Fuck y’all niggas, bullshit, y’all cherish
I’m 21 I threw a party but
The difference is y’all didn’t have a Ferris Wheel
Bitches fine dancing out back, nigga
I face that, just cut that motherfucking band with me
I race that, keep talking that shit
I’ll pin your car, get chipped like a nigga from stunting y’all
Don’t fuck with Devin, he a retard
He a motherfucker gunman hella time will scar
Might fuck around and be a goat named Felicia
Sorry, got a little excited, it’s probably all the meth that’s being provided
Wolf Gang up on this bitch, Red Riding Hood is pissed
Somebody tell Megan and Sarah to come and such a
Trashwang niggas
Thriller, we the killer
You can tell ‘em Golf Wang
Buy the fucking sneakers
OF or Wolf Gang, my niggas is my niggas
Don’t let the skateboards fool you
Know niggas that pull triggers
Beaming for days, white bitches and slaves
Niggas ain’t with that warfare, my goons got aim
100 racks with 4-18, 200 before I hit 6 feet
Nigga we ‘bout it, ‘bout it, your bitch done suck my dick
Who knew my chain, Versace frock and flame
Pull up in a tank, got back in aim
Spin my verse on Golf Wang, around the nation Golf Wang
Your bitch, that too, if it’s my name
Search us, antenna, bird game
Simply king so we bail, paying all these ratchets foam bills
Yeah, y’all niggas thought it was the gang
But shot the motherfucking shit down, now, nigga
It’s over for you bitch niggas
I’m here with my nigga Nasty not, mister Versace
Wolf alien this motherfucker, dance with the motherfucking dolphins
And my nigga Mike G, we taking this shit over
It’s shut down for you bitch niggas, I got the tech
I’m passed ninja on your ass niggas, fuck all y’all niggas
Getting hot in here
Our future, Wolf Gang when we kill ‘em all
Golf Wang sticker on that trashwang nigga…
Yeah, you niggas know them sever letters raw, yeah
Wolf Gang up in this bitch
Golf Wang up in this bitch
Little life up in this bitch, OFM banging on your motherfucking FM
