Tyler, The Creator - Come On, Let's Go (feat. Nigo) lyrics

(Yeah)
Brr, brr (Ooh, ah)
Agh, I'm downstairs (Ooh, yeah)
Tsk, fuck you mean? (Ooh, ah)
Girl! (Ooh)

I told your ass be ready, ah
You always got excuses
And you know I be on top of things
Punctual my proper name
On the dot is not your aim
Although we in love
We are not the same, uh
I hit you on that celly, ah
You said you needed five
That was more than twelve ago
Claim you got your hands tied
Time stuck like Velcro
Georgia Peach on east side like it's ATL, ho (Yeah)
You lackin', you trippin'
You slackin' (Ayy, ayy, yeah)


Impatiently waitin' (Ayy, yeah)
Confused, like "What happened?" (Yeah)
How you get a attitude 'cause
I'm gettin' mad? (Yeah)
'Cause you wanna take
Twenty minutes and a half (Yeah)
And on top of that, I gotta get gas
Ahh, the freeway, picked up traffic (Yeah, yeah)
What the fuck is you doin'?
We gotta dip, dip, dip, dip, dip
Cartier-er-er-er, watch go
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick
Waitin' for that last minute
For your goddamn hair (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now stop playin' games, girl
And bring your ass downstairs (Yeah)

Come on, girl, let's go (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come on, girl, let's go (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl, you know the time that you wastin'
That time that you wastin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
That time that you wastin's on my dime (Yeah, yeah)
Come on, girl, let's go (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come on, girl, let's go (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl, you know the time that you wastin'
That time that you wastin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
That time that you wastin's on my dime (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Took me twenty to get ready, yeah
Shower, moisturizer
And the fit I had on yesterday
Uniform necessities, multiples of everything
Now your neighbor wanna
Come and speak to me, like
"Hey, how you doin'?"
"I'm good" "I ain't too bad"
"Hahahahaha," hit her with a few fake laughs
She talkin' my ear off, it's sympathy I lack
I care about one thing:
Where the fuck you at? (Ayy)
Anyway, gotta pay a little more
If we late to the jet (Ayy)
Gotta dip 'cause the boat leave at eight (Ayy)
And we got supper
On the upper deck and the orchestra (Ayy)
Gon' play that shit I scored (Woo)
For LV Abloh projects (Yeah)
You ain't scared to change 'cause
This ain't comin' out your pockets
My Freudian slip, I'm rude lil' bit
Don't be actin' so appalled
All y'all girls love this shit
Put so much into tonight
And you just don't care
Now stop playin' games, girl
And bring your ass downstairs

Come on, girl, let's go
Come on, girl, let's go (Go, go)
Come on, girl, let's go
Come on, girl, let's go
(I'm comin', I'm comin', I'm comin')
Girl you know the time
That you wastin' that
Time that you wastin'
That time that you wastin's on my dime

Tsk, you're always rushing me, relax!
Chill, chill, alright?
T-Tonight just don't care, playin' games, girl
Bring your ass downstairs
Why you trippin'?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm comin' (Yeah, yeah)
I'm finishin' my makeup
Can you just relax, like
This takes a long time
Like it's not that serious
(Where the fuck you at?)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I think
I-I think I left something in the house