IFHY

IFHY

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator] I never would of thought that, Feelings could get thrown in the air. Cause I accidentally caught that. I need some new boxing gloves, shit got hectic whenever I fall back For example, ten minutes can go past without you brushing my thoughts That's fourteen forty a day so I'll say a hundred and forty four times I think about you or something like that Lost latch, the fucking thought of you With somebody else I don't like that cellular convo's getting left in the wrong Cause I get so fucking mad when you don't write back This isn't a song I just happen to rhyme when I get emo And find time to write facts. (fuck) I love you. (Can we add some more color, um, like, some more, yellow? Yeah, that's good.) [Hook x2] I fucking hate you, But I love you. I'm bad at keeping my emotions bubbled. You're good at being perfect. We're good at being troubled. Yeah. [Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator] Girl you fucking with my emotions, The fuck is all this noise about? I even considered picking up smoking. You turned to a bitch, who let the dogs out? But in my dog house, My bitch is the raddest, Crazy who makes me the happiest, Could make me the saddest. Look Alice, Let's get lost in your wonder-er-land fuck an atlas You're perfectly perfect for me. What the fuck is this, practice? Actually, if you even consider leaving, I'll lose a couple screws in due time, I'll stop breathing, And you'll see the meaning of stalking When I pop out the dark to find you, And that new dude that you're seeing with an attitude, Then proceed to fuck up your evening Make sure you never meet again like god damn vegans, Cause when I hear your name I can not stop cheesing. I love you so much that my heat stops beating when your leaving, And I'm grieving and my heart starts bleeding, Life without you has no god damn meaning Sorry I'm passive aggressive for no god damn reason, It's that my mood change like these god damn seasons, I'll fall for you, but I love you. [Hook] [Bridge] The sky is falling girl let's try to catch it, The sky is falling girl let's try to catch it, The sky is falling girl let's try to catch it tonight. The sky is falling girl let's try to catch it, The sky is falling girl let's try to catch it, The sky is falling bitch let's try to catch it tonight. [Pharrell (Tyler)] C'mon baby Even though I hate you I still love you I love you And Salem I know I'm passive aggressive (I'm sorry, fuck) (Come here) I like when we hold hands (You're the best around) See I get jealous (fuck) And if I see that nigga (If I see him) I just might kill him (look) (I wanna strangle you, till you stop breathing) Love, love, love (Spend the rest of my life, looking for air) (so you can breathe, and we can die together, you and me) (Fuck, look) I'm in love (Love) [Hook] [Wolf/Salem] [Wolf:] Yo, so why is Samuel such a fucking dick? [Salem:] He isn't such a badass actually. He's only here because he ran away, because some shit happened back home. He's actually a dweeb. [Wolf:] Yo, what happened?

PartyIsntOver / Campfire / Bimmer

PartyIsntOver / Campfire / Bimmer

[PartyIsntOver] [Verse 1 x2: Tyler, The Creator] Uhm, I said, the party isn't over We can still dance, but I don't have no rhythm So fucking take a chance with me The party isn't over, we can still dance girl But I don't have no rhythm So fucking take a chance with a nigga Like me, like me [Campfire] [Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator] Yeah, uhm All I needed was a stick, grab the marshmallows Mother fuckers getting lynched and burned I earned it, my flog gnaw badge is looking good On this brand new jacket The donuts on the flag waving over the cabin Now grab them graham crackers and pass them over here Hurry, quickly I need a piece of Hersheys Darker than the corners of the bushes we be lurking I centered the mellow over the graham Heated it too long now it's melting over my hand Fuck it, I'll bite it, I burnt it, but I liked it Camping with my niggas, its so fucking exciting [Interlude: Kids] We're making smores by the campfire Camp flog gnaw, golf wang summer [Verse 2: Lætitia Sadier] Sat by the fire To witness gentle, the tragical Transformations, cease to be mindless Create your sweetness and the wave float onnnn [Tyler, The Creator] Yo bring the bass back in Yeah, hehe Who ate all the fuckin chocolate? Oh that's Domo's fat ass, haha Yeah I ain't tryin to go home, really [Bimmer] [Hook: Tyler, The Creator] You remind me of my bimmer A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater You got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep up But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter You remind me of my bimmer See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up And your head lights are off I'm trying to see 'em But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter So let me start it up and smash [Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator (Frank Ocean)] Pop some Tame Impala, your man got a lame impala (And it's dark outside) And I'm sharing slurpees and you ain't even begin to swallow (Oooooooo) You're fucking nuts, green top we coupled up Run my fingers through em as you wax and buff my muffler Cause I fingered you, you think the fucking ring is coming up? (Oooooooo) Maybe, I don't know, I think you're chill (Ride for) Riding on my pegs, and my back against your legs And a seatbelt is needed if I get between 'em, yeah [Hook] [Verse 2: Frank Ocean] Mmmm, It'll get dark outside soon (ride for it) Where the streetlights sing (ride for it) You don't have to lie girl to kick it its cool We moving slow [Bridge: Tyler, The Creator] You remind me of my bimmer A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater You got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep up But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter You remind me of my bimmer, smash You remind me of my bimmer [Outro] Where you been man? I had a drop off to make real quick. Hey you've seen Salem? Oh she with that new dude, wolf, or, Darnell, whatever his name is. Fuck that nigga man. Hey you know where they went? I seen 'em going down by the lake. What the fuck! You good man? You need some sherm? I got some. I got a can of these baked beans too.

 

Colossus

Colossus

Went to Six Flags Six fags came up and said "Ayo can we get a pic?" I said no And they said "Oh it's Wolf Gang, Yonkers, Goblin is my shit though" Now I'm like, fuck, I don't want to be an asshole So I'm sitting there posing with Travis, Devon With a fake smile like her titties was drawing it on So fucking annoyed because I missed Goliath Cause some kid said I was there then they caused a riot Now I'm surrounded by a 25 hound of fuckers tryna get a photo All because they noticed the top with the box logo And them fucking ears, guarentee they didn't even hear Bastard They bandwagon-jumped me from a pogo, I'm going fucking loco "Hey Tyler can I..." No, bitch, don't you see me tryna buy a fucking churro? "But Tyler, you're my hero, I used to get bullied Until I heard Radicals, the last part got to me. See, I used to give a fuck until my cock would bleed Now I'm the happiest I think I'll ever ever be My life is just like yours, no father My momma must have forgot to stop with a pop condom In school I was the one thinking outside boxes So everybody in them would say that I got problems So when I heard you say it, I said it back like fuck 'em You're in inspiration to niggas like me Not the niggas who like just cause of lyrics and beats I'm talking about the niggas who don't know where they're going to be I heard the song Bastard right in the moment of heat Not in summer, but of course I was holding a heat Gun on the edge of my feet, I heard first piano chord And it drew me in like predators carrying treats Then I said to myself fuck is he speaking to me See me and you we go together like snare in a beat I mean snare and a kick drum, see me forearm I carved OF on it this morning with a glass shard On my green miniramp that I built in my backyard (that's weird) That's hard, that scar from playing air guitar When I see you play at the Roxy (uhhhh) Tyler, I love you, I want to be just like you (alright) I think about your face and I don't even fucking try to (no homo) Wish I had a basement mitt for me to hide you We could play X-Box and listen to 'In Search Of...' and eat donuts Over conversating about what church does Come up with weird ass videos with roach bugs I'm straight edge too, so no drugs on this trip And Raquel that bitch, you should've killed that bitch You should've took me instead (uhhh, that's weird) See, if you can't have her then he shouldn't either And if I can't have you then she shouldn't either No one should see you, but me in your t-shirt I worship until the fucking wrinkles on my knees hurt (what the fuck) Odd Future, Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, Flog Gnaw, free Earl mobbin I know it seems like just I'm slobbing on your knob But I'm just a fan and I'm lossing my fucking noggin (yeah you are) I ain't got a job and I went out and bought Goblin about 5 times Cause (thanks for the support) I love you man (alright) I like tie-dyed tees or just plain white tees, I like pants thats cut I like words like fuck, I got your pics on my wall With the mouth cut out, now paper cuts on my balls Cause your dicks in my jaw (what the fuck) And I hit on twitter about 10 minutes a day And I'm bitter cause you don't even respond with a hey (sorry) And my boys think I'm gay cause I play VCR In my car all alone speakers waking up neighbors..." Alright my nigga, calm down, it's getting weird, take this pic So I can get on colossus, rhyme this slow as molasses (Tyler listen) no nigga I see you are loving my shit And I appreciate the fact that you would suck on my dick But I'm not gay so its awkward, now I'm grouchy like oscar After spilling some shit on his newest pair of beige dockers Yonkers and yonkers (I love that song) Sick of hearing about yonkers I'm grateful that it worked, I attacked and conquered "Yeah whatever but I fucking blast at that concert I was at the Boston one, I got a t-shirt from Sagan And when I say sagan lockhart And when you came out to Sandwiches That's when my fucking boycrush got started" Just take this fucking picture man, shit...

48

48

[Intro: Nas] Crack fucked up the world, and I wonder if they realized the damage I mean, I come from an era who made a lot of money of that shit I wonder if it fucked with their conscious It fucked with me being out there, I couldn't stand it I couldn't stand seeing people fucking themselves up like that But that's where the money came from [Hook x2: Tyler The Creator & Frank Ocean] 48, 48, 48 states I get it in 48, 48, 48 states I get it in They call me Mr. Treat Your Nose If you really need some blow I can get it for the low [Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator] Shit is getting warmer on that corner Gotta watch out for them 5-0 phoners Your mother is a goner I warned you before you supersized my fries with that dollar You got a daughter, shits getting harder The only thing you wanna bump her was your freedom You can't afford to get caught up but you in too deep, and the seashore ain't soil You got a mother, she don't support you But you bought her a new house cause you love her Growing up you barely had a roof Now you got a coupe and it doesn't have a roof I guess you’re accustomed to what you’re used to So you bought two, nigga They are coming for you, nigga Niggas be hating I'm doing them bitches Like Susan and Karen be doing your pockets And running the man and he's losing his fucking mind and it’s all an illusion Who was alludin' all of this potent I am the reason your family is using and shootin' up, it’s my fault, You can blame me motherfucker, for killin' your aunties and uncles, The hustle and hunger, all I wanted was a cheeseburger, And a little chain tuck, didn’t realize this game fucked, up some lives “Oh how’s ma?” my conscience eats it up all the time But other than that I’m fine I got a little money in my pocket. [Hook] [Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator] Nigga, we broke as fuck Homie got a chop shop I sold that truck And I sold that dope Motherfuckers hope this nigga go broke But like my work I give no fucks, I’m sorry She could have been a doctor, nigga, I’m sorry Could have been a actor and won that Oscar, said, I'm sorry I sold that soap and I killed black folk, I’m sorry But I got a nice car, put my sister through school While my momma all cool, I'm sorry I'm in too deep and I can’t see the shore, I'm sorry [Outro: Nas] You get addicted to the flip, the transaction, the hustling Even more than the money, it's just your job You feel like it's your duty to be the man in between the man And make this happen for that person, to do this and do that You become the go to guy forever And next thing you know you’re in too deep, way too deep Scare the shit out of you, you wind up with so much work That you'll be scared to death It's important for us to realize, man We gotta get out of that, man Ya know, dudes is buying choppers To shoot down people that look just like them Dudes is buying guns to take down each other Nobody wins Ya known what I mean?

Answer

Answer

[Hook 1: Tyler] Because when I call I hope you pick up your phone I'd like to talk to you I hope you answer [x4] Because when I call I hope you pick up your phone I'd like to talk to you I hope you answer [Verse 1: Tyler] Hey Dad, it's me, um... Oh, I'm Tyler, I think I be your son Sorry, I called you the wrong name, see, my brain's splitting Dad isn't your name, see Faggot's a little more fitting Mom was only twenty when you ain't have any fucks to spare You Nigerian fuck, now I'm stuck with this shitty facial hair Also stuck with a beautiful home with a case stairs So you not being near fucking fire-started my damn career But fuck it, I got Clancy, he, gave me the chance to see A world I wasn't supposed to, I'm stoked that I didn't know you But, sucks you ain't give a fuck and consider a sperm donor now The fuck is an Okonma? I'm changing my shit to Haley And I ain't just being passive, nigga. You're a fucking faggot, nigga. Got a show on Monday, guess who ain't getting no passes, nigga? But if I ever had the chance to ask this nigga And call him... [Hook: Tyler (Syd)] I hope you answer [x4] Because when I call (When I call, baby) I hope you pick up your phone (Please pick up) I'd like to talk to you I hope you answer [Verse 2: Tyler] Suck my fucking dick and swallow this case of nuts Ace hates your guts, I'm a selfish fuck, And I ain't sharing green as if I'm facing blunts Frank is out the closet, Hodgy's an alcoholic Syd might be bipolar, but fuck it, I couldn't call it Supposed to be gone until November but quickly came back in August I left two months through September to clearly remember all this I'd like to tell my grandma, but she's just nostalgia I'll call her number But she won't answer [Hook: Tyler (Syd)] I hope you answer [x4] Because when I call (When I call, baby) I hope you pick up your phone (I'd like to talk to you) I hope you answer [Verse 3: Tyler] You claim to hate my fucking guts But say I'm on an island in Thailand and I was wildin' And, if I got stranded had to man up and hold my nuts And hope that I could live off salt water and fucking coconuts Phone ain't got no service this 3G is fucking worthless Day is getting dark like the area's turning urban You'll be fucking nervous like me inside of a churches But, I'mma get in contact regardless, and I hope you answer. [Outro: Tyler] That last verse was about this girl. Haha.

 

Domo23

Domo23

[Verse 1] Sick to my motherfucking tummy Bitch must think I'm a motherfucking dummy Because I dress bummy, bitch think I'm broke Bitch, I ate one roach and I made a lot of money Popping since Bastard, Clancy is my slave master Thanks to them crackers, my pockets are fatter than excess shit that's weighting on Jasper I've never popped a bottle, but I've fucked a couple models in Europe Yup, and a couple of them swallowed Meet me half way, bitch I'm going all in And I never pull back, shout-out to my nigga Taco [Hook (x3)] Fuck that, Golf Wang Fuck that, Golf Wang Fuck that, Golf Wang Fuck that, (Golf Wang!) [Verse 2] So, a couple fags threw a little hissfit Came to Pitchfork with a couple Jada Pinkett signs And said I was a racist homophobic So I grabbed Lucas and filmed us kissing Feelings getting caught, it's off, I'm pissing You think I give a fuck? I ain't even stick my dick in yet (No homo; too soon.) And while y'all are rolling doobies I be in my bedroom scoring movies Still, I'm sounding like a fucking newbie Suck my dick, motherfucker, sue me Mom got a new whip so she could scoop me A year ago, I ain't have no hoopty Four story home, gotta climb eight sets of stairs Just to see where my fucking roof be [Hook (x2)] Fuck that, Golf Wang Fuck that, Golf Wang Fuck that, Golf Wang Fuck that, (Golf Wang!) [Verse 3] Wait a God damn second I'm tripping balls, David Beckham Will fall cause shit's going down Just like Rodney King's swimming lessons Now me and Justin smoke sherm and been talking 'bout freeing perm And purchasing weapons naming them and aim them in One Direction (Wait a minute) It sounds like midgets in a God damn speaker Every time you play this shit loud But that's just me trying to get milk now Instead of grunts from a God damn cow Hit me on my beeper while Captain Hook sucks my Peter Pan camera, repeat procedure And when the beat drops, have a God damn seizure [Hook (x4)] Fuck that, Golf Wang Fuck that, Golf Wang Fuck that, Golf Wang Fuck that, (Golf Wang!) [Outro] You remind me of my bimmer A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater And you got a lot of drive I'm trying to keep her But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter You remind me of my bimmer See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up And your headlights are off I'm trying to see 'em But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter So let me start it up, and smash it Pop some Tame Impala, your man got a lame impala (And it's dark outside) And I'm sharing slurpies and you ain't even begin to swallow (Oooooo) You're fucking nuts, brim top we coupled up Run my fingers through 'em as you wax and buff my muffler Cause I fingered you, you think a fucking ring is coming up? (Oooooo) Maybe I don't know I think you're chilled (Ride for) Riding on my pegs, my back against ya legs And a seatbelt is needed if I get between 'em, yea You remind me of my- Cut it out!

Awkward

Awkward

[Verse 1] I was 16 when we first laid eyes Scrawny little fucker yeah I was that guy And you was down for the weekend I was down for the greeting And your eyes the same color shit that jasper be chiefing Couple freckles on ya noses, roses made you blush Gentleman I was like I wasn't tryna fuck But it was my first offical date so I was stuck like It was past curfew, and we was at the grove And it was raining, and I had to be home And then you grabbed my hand, talking about trying to get home safe All I remember, was your motherfucking face, your face [Hook] I play in your hair As you rub on my ears Then we awkwardly stare until our lips locked Then we awkwardly stared because our lips locked Now it's awkward in here because our lips locked Feels like I’m floating in air Can't you believe that this dare turned into a reality when our lips locked Man this feels like a dream because our lips locked You officially put my feelings inside a ziplock bag [Verse 2] You gotta a nigga sprung, whenever I’m holding your hand And making eye can-tact I feel like the damn man Cause even though I am and get round of applauses I’m insecure then I start to think that I do not stand chance But, moments, wish that I could own em or lease it or clone it Because holding your fingertips is golden. I fucking love you, I treat my problems like a bowling ball & I grip and keep holding on Girl? [Hook] [Verse 3] You got a nigga sprung Wait, don't think this is going to work Things got complicated and a couple feelings got hurt I haven’t talked to you in a couple of days, I got too comfortable and started to think we were really a couple But hey at least it was time spent. But by the time you will hear this you will know what these rhymes meant But when you realize its awkward your names still my password So I’m always fuckin' reminded [Outro: Tyler & Frank Ocean] You're my Girlfriend.. you're my Girl (Whether you like it or not!) You're my girl.. you're my girlfriend, you're my Girl Girlfriend You're my girl, you're my girlfriend, you're my Girl (Shit I know that you're my) You're my girl, you're my girlfriend, you're my girlfriend You're my girl.. oooo You're my, you're my Girl Ooooo girlfriend... girlfriend.. You're my girlfriend you're my girl girlfriend you're my Girl You're my girlfriend