Tyler, The Creator - Rhinestone lyrics

Nigga close that door, I'm that goddamn boy
You a telescope, nigga I’m a goddamn star
You could watch me all you want
Bitch I'm goddamn far
These goddamn bars the reason why
I got that car
My life sweet like a Kit Kat bar
You ever seen a four-sided triangle?
Nigga I'm that hard pause, oh, y’all
Fuck that shit, Golf Le Fleur
Globetrotters I'm the goddamn sarge
Nigga, who the fuck got
Me? Franklin Ocean, Rocky, taco
Ghandi prayers couldn't stop me
I ain't really into y'all energy, into goods
Into cars
Still don't believe that I'm into boys
Flow like menopause, did that hit over here
Over there
My thoughts are darker than Senegal niggas
Pissin' off all of y’all, fuck ’em then
Everything I spit was heat
Bitch I'm lickin’ char
Jerking off, is he cute? Pick a charge
Amex, pick a card, big garage, pick a date
Pick a car catch me in a fucking droptop
With the heater on
In the seat beside me I keep
High with a Nia Long we be countin' stars
Baking cookies and singing songs
I put on some Kelis
I guarantee she gonna sing along
Probably using the same vocal
Chords with my dingaling
And my merch numbers high as fuck
They don't need a bong
Nigga we doing swell, last deal around twelve
Like when a holy priest gettin' skeeted on