Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator & Jasper Dolphin & Taco
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator & Domo Genesis
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator & Danny Swain
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator & Frank Ocean
Tyler, The Creator & Hodgy
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
[Verse 1: Hodgy]
Prometh' flow for the slow sippers
And if you on your paper chasing, I’ma roll with ya
About an onion, it odors a bag of Funyuns
Bitches packaging dozens, fuck ‘em until they malfunction
I laugh my ass off, taking shots like a gunman
I don't hunt game, motherfucker, I hunt men
Take ‘em to the back of my pick-up truck to rot them
Kill a fuckin' superhero, I watch the Watchmen
I’m a super-negro, my watch the rocks in
My Glock that's cocked, loaded, and ready to lock in
Who's sending niggas to the dirt? Ostriches
Captain holding them captive fucking hostages
Create carnage from cartridges, eating the heart of pigs
To murder, homicide's a part to live with that
Grab your Teflon, ammunition, and your gat
Unless you wanna get shitted on like porn scat, oh!
[Verse 2: Hodgy]
Yeah, my niggas skate, but we don't roll around the rinks
Bitches be going down like the bowl inside the sink
The pride disappears like a cola diet drink
They want me in they system at the same time, jinx
I give one the website, she punches in the link
Last name longevity, my riddles don't shrink
I'd rather poke you than stroke you and choke you
But you're a singer, bitch, it will fuck up your vocals
You’re great at interviews that may higher promote you
On worldwide postal to what ocean flows you
Specifically Pacific, Indian or Atlantic
Eruption volcanic, drown a bitch like the Titanic, uh
I’m organic like a full breed Hispanic
Cholo with this bandana and this hammer, niggas panic
This ain't disco, we changin’ the pitch low
Hodgy Beats 5'7" and my swagger is 6'4"
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Spit bars, this hard, teen sixteen bars
I'm fucking the game, and its vagina got my dick scarred
Um, sure it’s ‘Preme, button up floral
Stack of money, dark shades, looking like a fucking tourist
Or it's the Tourettes that my fucking neck have
I'm like a average nigga in the 20's of the 18's
And I'm not even 20, dropped a classic at my 18
(A crazy motherfucker!) Well, maybe I should be my stepdad
(Come, here son) The wolves finally reconcile
At Interscope Office with a bunch of fucking pedophiles
While mouth watering, this shit is sick and fucking vile
Trying to fuck my destiny, they couldn't find another child
[Outro]
Child
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Chewbacca was written by Tyler, The Creator.
Chewbacca was produced by Tyler, The Creator.