The Jet Age of Tomorrow, Tyler, The Creator - Good Knight lyrics
Tyler, The Creator [Tyler Gregory Okonma] Hawthorne, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[The Jet Age of Tomorrow, Tyler, The Creator - Good Knight lyrics]
Every door running man
Son Of Sam now getting
Molested by Ms cunningham
Ms piggy cutting ham, pussy it was stunning
Man 10 Wolf
Football with the limbs now
We're punting hands
Put them in the skillet, fire it
Kill it, burn it, sun it, tan
Like them cracker bitches
I be fucking when her snorting grams
Now I'm raping Mary
She's the only bitch without her lamb
Papa Johns
Papa damn right I'm a fucking band
Pro when it comes to killing
Bitches with a rubber band
Open up the door to them legs
Bitch I'm cumming in
You should've save the welcome mat
Fuck it I'll run over it
Like your intestines when I'm playing
Jump rope with it
Here come the kids, things are getting messy
Why the fuck you ain't pull out the bib
Bitch put on that ugly dress
And get out my room i know all your info
So if you tell anywhere I live
I can make it us that
Live But you’ll be in the fridge
Wolf gang
Look super 3 on the beat, it's like
Wow, I just said that, the fuck?