Intro Tyler, TheCreator. Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, oh. Verse 1 Tyler, TheCreator. You live in my dream state. Relocate my fantasy. I stay in reality. You live in my dream state. Any time
minute). It sounds like midgets in a God damn speaker. Anytime you play this * loud. But that's just me trying to get milk now. And the grunts of a God damn cow. Hit me on my beeper while Captain
minute). It sounds like midgets in a God damn speaker. Anytime you play this * loud. But that's just me trying to get milk now. And the grunts of a God damn cow. Hit me on my beeper while Captain
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay You live in my dream state We look at my fantasy I stay in reality You live in my dream state And it's on my count machine It's the only time we make up, make
goddamn Goblin). Bitch I'm a muthaf-ckin Martian (I'm a goddamn Goblin). Muthaf-ckin Martian (to a goddamn Goblin). We are not the same, I am a Martian Verse 2 Tyler, TheCreator. A year ago, I was poor
, cash out. Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out. Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out, 21. Ridin' in the car with no keys. Straight up. Louis V shirt with no sleeves. On God. Slaughter gang, nigga, I'm
*** her then she sexier than my leather vans. Cause I never am purchasing, reimbursing your currency. Put your body on the curb to work the street, I hearse the streets. Heard she sweet, she