All the bad bitches boo you rap I can you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact I got one in the and two in the back And the keep screaming "Odd Future is back"
1:] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less While I invest in wet rock Smoke all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, thumpin' up the dead cops And pop it like I tossed a match in the And go harder than a crack intervention Clown of the and the last to attend it Big Earl make you stand at attention Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go Girl, you ain't gotta ask cause you finna know Why Playboy so sticky in this centerfold Sticky what my blow, icky Earl finish foes Hit 'em low, litter them with of Riddick bows Chronic in the to the dome, got my system slow Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas what they fo'
[Verse 2: Staples] Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy Chilling a possible victim, she was 18 A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor She freaked dick to help support the habit picked up in the fourth Grade A of ass, so I plan on screwing it Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's and gin Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy She's and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it Look, you know it's not rape if you it, bitch So sit down like a pretty ho and don't the shit Or else have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck Hide the slices from the gashes with a dull Gillette Mop the blood up, put the in the apartment
Stash her we hide the marijuana and the condoms "Hey, what's that? " touch it or even fucking look You are Fantasia and the bag's a fucking book
3:] Yo Vince, let me tell you these hoes I met last night They thought I was cute I asked what that ass like right, red light, ran right through it "You don't even your permit, what the fuck are you doing? " Maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing your bruises But no, you wanna be Miss I'm on Relapse, she's sliding on Blueprint Three it takes for her to turn blue With my around her throat, her arms stopped moving Pulse stops too, in the back, confused As I turn to them both not to do shit stupid Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, to the shoulder, tell them both no moving Sit down in the back, cause the windows As I rolled down to forge a new friendship "Aren't you a little too to be driving? " Look Officer, I'm just get home "Get out the car with your license and registration" I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the and dipped to the fucking crib for some tea and crumpets, shit
All the bad boo when you rap I can you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact A one dead in the front, cop in the back And two live screaming "Odd Future is back"