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