Hodgy, Casey Veggies, Tyler, The Creator - Bubble Gum lyrics

Tyler Gregory Okonma

[Hodgy, Casey Veggies, Tyler, The Creator - Bubble Gum lyrics]

Ha ha hahaha super 3, OF yes um

Save all your letters and drop your tomatoes
Hodgy Beats where he? Looking
For a large payroll
Not dimes, nickels, pennies, pesos
I'm tryna stack chips, nigga
Peelin' my potatoes
If I'm not the biggest boss
That you've see thus far
Take a look at the exquisite luxury cars
Big ponts being stuck into a Cuban cigar
Promethazine on the leaf only to get bizarre
We don't go to the club nigga
We post at the bar
Have conversation with girls that don't
Know who we are with diamonds in our ears
Looking like cube stars
I live a Matrix life and we cruise hard

And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend
I'm an addict crack music going hard
Odd Future gotta bag it
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend
I'm an addict crack music going hard, Odd
Future gotta bag it, like
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
And all the little females like, "Yummy yum"

Now, ugly girls get out
The light skinned girls about
Without a doubt
You niggas don't amount to shit
No need to count
Now, bring the ruler out like Rick the Ruler
Paid in full i'm cooler than your cooler
Got these hoes, now, where's my garden tool?
Fuck 'em all, all them fuck with the Future
Out back with Thrash Hard
Backyard beach cruiser, look
You niggas can't contain the thoughts
That's flowing in my brain
It synthesizes schizo neutron from
Steering paper planes
And the white girls love me
And the haters shove me
And push me until I beat the
Pussy up like it was ugly
And that's without the loot
Niggas take the time to tune
The diamond dollars, bitch
I'm complex like Einstein's Rubik's Cube
Look, I'm the truth, now stop daring me
Niggas kill yourself and decide to
Go back to therapy
And my right is right, my right is left
My left is wrong
Now, bitches throw your fucking bras off
While I be writing songs

And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend
I'm an addict crack music going hard
Odd Future gotta bag it
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend
I'm an addict crack music going hard, Odd
Future gotta bag it, like
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
And all the little females like, "Yummy yum"

Gimme a couple commas while I abbreviate
The war between the pen and paper
I alleviate
Alexander is Hodgy, 'cause I can be the Great
As long as I have a
Hundred mil' and the cheesesteak
In a big briefcase like I won a sweepstakes
Odd Future got money out the
Ass for G's sakes i feel like I can fly
Without wings on my back
This is crack with me
But this crack ain't wack
I got niggas hooked, yeah, the stadium packed
And I flip that like a gymnasium mat
It's grind time, and I'm making it stretch
Why get less for more when you
Can get more for less? Pure for less, down
Five three 18 thousand impress in'
If you comprehend what I recommend
Press send if you comprehend what I recommend
Odd Future

And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend
I'm an addict crack music going hard
Odd Future gotta bag it
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend
I'm an addict crack music going hard, Odd
Future gotta bag it, like
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
And all the little females like, "Yummy yum"

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