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odd future - freestyle at terry's studio lyrics

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[verse 1: earl sweatshirt]
y’all n-ggas got problems; what the f-ck i got? burners
what the f-ck you saying to a real–ss n-gga
come through the streets, i got my car on ice skates
what the f-ck you saying to me dog, i’m mean
off top, came in, hit him in the spleen
got a problem with it, chain all clean
b-tches on site, b-tch i don’t write
off top, let these n-ggas know some dog

[verse 2: tyler, the creator]
the ak-47 leave a n-gga holey
red sauce on his shirt, bowl of ravioli
i’m making that cheese, bowl of macaroni
i’m a make you my new tenderoni

[verse 3: left brain]
creep into your crib, i’ll k!ll your daughter and your son
then i’ll hit you up with a f-cking water gun
with the odd future water gun, it’s on the shirt
i’ll put you on the shirt, n-gga, in the dirt
i ain’t ready to lead the rap
hold up, n-gga

[verse 4: tyler, the creator]
bring it back
n-ggas think the ak sh-t don’t split
i don’t give a f-ck; i f-cked my b-tch

[verse 5: earl sweatshirt]
in her p-ssy, what the f-ck you looking at
got a problem n-gga, i could show you where we cooking at
real n-gga off top with the spit
i’m a rob til i switch to my man dom gen

[verse 6: domo genesis]
you already know young doms pop the heater
come and slam a b-tch like a wwe diva
i go h.a.m. on the track, tote the mac
any n-gga talk sh-t, i’m a smack him with the strap
i been had b-tches, been had money
been had true religions n-gga, ain’t a thing funny
so racked up, i could buy the mall
come through shopping mr. big and mr. tall

[verse 7: tyler, the creator]
yellow diamonds on my neck like a taxicab
bop, bop, bleed like a maxipad

[verse 8: earl sweatshirt]
real n-gga off the top with it
come through, my diamonds look like clicquot in the spot, n-gga
off top with the spit, b-tch
i’m in the lobby, what is it? piff lit
real n-gga off top, rich, b-tch
burner in the back, smack him in his d-ck

[verse 9: domo genesis]
i be on the block, i be selling crack
i got that spicy–ss money, call it pepper jack
you know doms is riding with the heater
i come through

[verse 10: tyler, the creator]
i’m getting this green like a rake
i’m sneaky like a snake

[verse 11: left brain]
i’m a hit a l!ck
i’m a hit a l!ck on your b-tch tonight, n-gga
if she don’t act right, n-gga, i’m a
hit a l!ck on that b-tch tonight
n-gga, if she don’t act right tonight, i’m a hit

[verse 12: nakel smith]
be the witness, my n-gga, i sell dope
i got fresh work, it came off the sailboat
b-tch -ss n-ggas

[verse 13: matt]
i’m so icy that i need four wrists
thirty b-tches and my wolves in the forest

[verse 14: tyler, the creator]
i’m big sh-t, you’re poo little
talking to your b-tch, i’m dr. dolittle

- odd future lyrics

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