TYLER THE CREATOR

TYLER THE CREATOR - Trashwang

rate me

Bitch, 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

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