[Verse 1: Tyler]
|
Hello, the hype is so mellow
|
Bitch I'm dope but my pipe is so yellow
|
The blue polka dots, pink stripes and it's pink on the title
|
Nigga fuck your role model bitch, I'm my own idol and
|
If you can't face it my nigga, you can ass it
|
My accessorize accessories bring out my assets
|
Nigga they sound on acid, tablets
|
Stussy's G-Shock with my custom pair of 3D glasses
|
I suffer from ADHD
|
I should win a fucking award for being me
|
Beat banging the tom-toms
|
My producer selection is fresh nigga, fuck Vons
|
Ace the underdog, thrown them on the back bender
|
Cause I change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender
|
Eating Belgian waffles with Italian biscotts
|
I sold my soul to the devil for thirty percent off
|
And to you emo kids who walk around pissed off
|
Step one: pull your panties down and start to piss off
|
Step two: run to your radio, turn this shit off
|
Nigga didn't bother, so my father didn't help
|
So when my mom would beat my ass, she would always hit me
|
With Gucci belts, Gucci imprint from leather welts
|
|
[Verse 2]
|
I'm so dapper man, funky fresh Dapper Dan
|
I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand
|
On award tour, on excursions, I'm a virgin of swap meets
|
I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure
|
I'm dope, where the fiends at? Aight, where the jeans at?
|
The hat, the crew, the t-shirt is Supreme
|
|
[Verse 3: Casey Veggies]
|
And they see me they play Pictionary
|
I got a good way with words like a dictionary
|
And in that dictionary my name is "by Fresh"
|
They at the same spot they making no progress
|
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
|
Eargasms they have them
|
The hotels we staying in twelve star
|
Tyler say "Yo Casey just write a twelve bar"
|
If I'm with twelve people, I'm with twelve stars
|
You haters what up, you Gods
|
They against us? Oh no
|
Red and white diamonds, Supreme box logo
|
|
-----------------
|
Odd Toddlers
|
Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All |