All the bad bitches boo 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 keep screaming "Odd Future is back"
1:] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, talk While I invest stock in wet with all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the dead And pop it like I tossed a in the engine And go harder than a crack intervention Clown of the class and the to attend it Big Earl make you stand at attention Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab ass niggas go Girl, you even gotta ask cause you finna know Why this Playboy so sticky in this what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes Hit 'em low, litter with Chronicles of Riddick bows Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system Saw 'em out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'
[Verse 2: Staples] Black Ted sick as John Gacy Chilling a possible victim, she was 18 A hitchhiker whore, met her at the liquor store She freaked dick to help support the habit picked up in the fourth Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on it Slipped of a couple inside the bitch's juice and gin Next you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet She's and screaming, begging 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 pretty bow 'round your bloody Hide the from the gashes given with a dull Gillette Mop the blood up, put the body in the
her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms "Hey, what's that? " touch it or even fucking look You are Fantasia and the body bag's a book
3:] Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last They I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like Damn right, red light, ran right it "You even have your permit, what the fuck are you doing? " Maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout your But no, you wanna be Miss I'm zoning on Relapse, she's on Blueprint Three it takes for her to turn blue With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped Pulse stops too, in the back, confused As I turn to them both not to do shit stupid Red, white, blue in the rear-view, shit Swerved to the shoulder, tell them both no Sit in the back, cause the windows tinted As I down mine to forge a new friendship "Aren't you a little too young to be " Look Officer, I'm just tryna get "Get out the fucking car your license and registration" I getting outta shit, you're starting to try my patience Didn't have backup, I tell by the Hummingbike to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife 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 pull 'em like a tutor, in A one dead in the front, cop in the back And two bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"