Tyler, The Creator, Hodgy - Shitty Freestyle (Last Dayz) lyrics

Tyler Gregory Okonma

[Tyler, The Creator, Hodgy - Shitty Freestyle Last Dayz lyrics]

Yeah, OF on the lettermen we all better then
Any haters wanna beef we gonn' sever them
Cut 'em in half
I'm a fuckin' cow so I'm cuttin' these
(I fucked up)

Litter fuckin' life
And I hit bitches and they fuckin' wife
Chris brown a real nigga
Sock that bitch up in her mouth
Do I give a fuck? No, but if I gave a fuck
Do you think I'd tell you? Fuck
No! Kinda like my dad
When he came home and told me he
Wanted to get my ass wet
Goddamn that's gay but I'm not so
Fuck it I won't stop
I keep sayin' this gay shit
But if you got a problem nigga
You don't gotta play it
I need my damn inhaler cause
I'm barely fuckin' breathing
Jackin' off semen everywhere up on the chair
I put my jeans but fuck it I'll just
Go to Diamond and get another pair
And if they got a problem, fuck it
Go to 'preme and get a box logo fuckin' tee
And motherfuckin' panties just to match
So when I can pee
I can pull them fuckin' down and
Sit down and look at E
Fuckin' rectangles on my fuckin' G-string
That's fuckin' gay I know
Goddamn that shit is tight but yo
Shout out to all my
Niggas doing hardcore drugs
And sockin' bitches out and shootin'
Up the Key clubs
Goddamn I fucked up, I've gone blah blah
A blacker nigga tad of sagga a dagga lagga

I feel like I'm brown
But I'mma go up, watch the flow come down
Errybody wanna be like us
But I don't give a fuck, ridin' on my trucks
Skateboard that is, I hate whores that is
And fat kids that eat donuts
And act like sluts
Fuck y'all little bitch ass niggas

I don't know I'm bored
So I'mma rap about shit
That don't need to be rapped about shit
I get bitches and I'm I wrap 'em
In shit like plastic wrap and shit
And then there at the bottom of
My freezer with the carrots and
Broccoli, ain't no fuckin' stopping me
I'm hotter then the dandazies
On my fuckin' penis when Raquel
Was on her fuckin' knees
But she don't like to talk to me
She fuckin' up cause in about a week
We gon' have like 30 G's
Coulda bought her, a fuckin', Gucci purse
(You know what I was gonna say first)
I don't care I got bitch lickin' my balls
And I'mma take all my homies
And roll through the mall
Buy every fuckin' thing and listen to Tina
While we buy everything and listen to Tina
While we buy everything and listen to Tina
While we listen to Tina, I'mma buy everything
And give way to fuckin' bums
My lungs ain't got no fuckin' air
So if I fuckin' stop here, there
I don't care if you do but
If you do I don't care
That's not makin' sense, I'm a fuckin' ithiet
And I'm so fuckin' intimate
With a fuckin' pastor tryna fuck
Me in his class
While there's cum up on my ass
So when I slide I can just motherfuckin', um
Move faster goddamn that's nasty
Oh shit, jackin' off then I watch Degrassi
And watch a bunch of pedophiles
Come on and pass me
My fuckin' beard is growin' in
So they are losing interest
So let me shave it
So they can try and get into this
Damn that's gay as fuck

Yo the infamous nigga is wilding
Whole fuckin' crew is dieting
So we go to Trae and goons
And get some rice pudding
For all these bitches that
Don't want the beef
Be cool so we keep pushing and uh
Niggas know we flowing
If we ain't, then we ain't flowing

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