Domo Genesis, Tyler, The Creator - Rolling Papers lyrics
Tyler, The Creator [Tyler Gregory Okonma] Hawthorne, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Domo Genesis, Tyler, The Creator - Rolling Papers lyrics]
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds
Roll it up add heat, kiss the end
Let the colored vapors in
Pass it round, counter-clock, let
Her show her titties, stop
Cops rolling past
Rolling papers in the passenger
Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out
Bitches and they asses out, money counting
Cotton mouth
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch
Maharishi kicks and Bape Tee's
I really do this snapping necks since '05
Ain't gotta prove shit
Smoking joints with mixed breed bitches
Right where the pool is
I never press, just relax
Don't start choosing
Taking notes on how to win, fucking students
Left my main chick
Now the new bitches I'm scooping
Stacey Dash type
I'm cheating and they clueless
I'm from the gang or the pack or the litter
Better guard your daughter or your
Mother or your sister
Chances are she is an avid OF listener
And when we exit she will
Proceed to exit with us
To the Homestead Suites to drink liquor
Party all night, it's her dream to be with us
She'll tae kwon do anything that we mentioned
Just because she know that we
The Wolf Gang niggas
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds
Roll it up add heat, kiss the end
Let the colored vapors in
Pass it round, counter-clock, let
Her show her titties, stop
Cops rolling past
Rolling papers in the passenger
Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out
Bitches and they asses out, money counting
Cotton mouth
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
I kept it G, kept the good weed fired up
It's been a good year
Record labels wanna hire us
But OF just chilling
Let the fuckers admire us
My shit's so swift
I could gang Miley Cyrus up
But if she ain't gonna smoke
It ain't gon' happen
Ice water cold, I'm the coldest nigga rapping
Y'all was cool in high school
What the fuck happened?
Still low like Laurel parking ticket is
I'm dashing are they gon' pay us and will
They make it rain? Yup ignorant as fuck
But I swear I won't change up
That's a bad call, bitches catch fastballs
Smack 'em out the park, delete their number
That's my last call
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds
Roll it up add heat, kiss the end
Let the colored vapors in
Pass it round, counter-clock, let
Her show her titties, stop
Cops rolling past
Rolling papers in the passenger
Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out
Bitches and they asses out, money counting
Cotton mouth
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
Roll it up add heat, kiss the end
Let the colored vapors in
Pass it round, counter-clock, let
Her show her titties, stop
Cops rolling past
Rolling papers in the passenger
Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out
Bitches and they asses out, money counting
Cotton mouth
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch
Maharishi kicks and Bape Tee's
I really do this snapping necks since '05
Ain't gotta prove shit
Smoking joints with mixed breed bitches
Right where the pool is
I never press, just relax
Don't start choosing
Taking notes on how to win, fucking students
Left my main chick
Now the new bitches I'm scooping
Stacey Dash type
I'm cheating and they clueless
I'm from the gang or the pack or the litter
Better guard your daughter or your
Mother or your sister
Chances are she is an avid OF listener
And when we exit she will
Proceed to exit with us
To the Homestead Suites to drink liquor
Party all night, it's her dream to be with us
She'll tae kwon do anything that we mentioned
Just because she know that we
The Wolf Gang niggas
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds
Roll it up add heat, kiss the end
Let the colored vapors in
Pass it round, counter-clock, let
Her show her titties, stop
Cops rolling past
Rolling papers in the passenger
Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out
Bitches and they asses out, money counting
Cotton mouth
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
I kept it G, kept the good weed fired up
It's been a good year
Record labels wanna hire us
But OF just chilling
Let the fuckers admire us
My shit's so swift
I could gang Miley Cyrus up
But if she ain't gonna smoke
It ain't gon' happen
Ice water cold, I'm the coldest nigga rapping
Y'all was cool in high school
What the fuck happened?
Still low like Laurel parking ticket is
I'm dashing are they gon' pay us and will
They make it rain? Yup ignorant as fuck
But I swear I won't change up
That's a bad call, bitches catch fastballs
Smack 'em out the park, delete their number
That's my last call
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds
Roll it up add heat, kiss the end
Let the colored vapors in
Pass it round, counter-clock, let
Her show her titties, stop
Cops rolling past
Rolling papers in the passenger
Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out
Bitches and they asses out, money counting
Cotton mouth
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga