All the bad boo when you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em a tutor, in fact I got one in the front and two in the And the bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"
1:] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less While I invest in wet rock Smoke with all the big bumping "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the dead And pop it like I a match in the engine And go harder a fucking crack intervention Clown of the class and the last to it Big Earl make you stand at attention Odd Future, I'm your general Catch 'em them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna Why Playboy so sticky in this centerfold Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish Hit 'em low, litter them with Chronicles of Riddick in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow Saw 'em walking out, ask them what they sprinting fo'
[Verse 2: Vince Black Ted Bundy sick as John with a possible victim, she was 18 A hippie whore, met her at the liquor store She freaked with dick to help support the habit picked up in the A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it Slipped of a couple inside the bitch's juice and gin Next thing you know, on Earl's burgundy carpet She's kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking it Look, you know it's not if you like it, bitch So sit down like a pretty ho and fight the shit Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round bloody neck Hide the slices the gashes given with a dull Gillette Mop the up, put the body in the apartment
Stash her where we hide the and the condoms "Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or fucking look You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking
3:] Yo Vince, let me you 'bout these hoes I met last night They thought I was cute 'til I what that ass like right, red light, ran right through it "You don't even your permit, what the fuck are you doing? " Maybe if you shut the fuck up, be cruising And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing your bruises But no, you wanna be Fuck-with-the-Music I'm zoning on Relapse, she's on Blueprint seconds it takes for her to turn blue With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped Pulse too, in the back, look confused As I turn to tell them not to do shit stupid Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, to the shoulder, tell them both no moving Sit down in the back, the windows tinted As I rolled down mine to a new friendship "Aren't you a too young to be driving? " Look Officer, I'm just get home "Get out the fucking car with your and registration" I ain't getting outta shit, starting to try my patience have 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 some tea and crumpets,
All the bad bitches boo you rap I can teach you how to 'em like a tutor, in fact A one in the front, dead cop in the back And two live bitches screaming "Odd is back"