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tyler, the creator - chewbacca lyrics

[verse 1: hodgy beats]
prometh flow for the slow sippers
and if you on your paper chasing, i’ma roll with ya
about an onion, it odors a bag of funyuns
b+tches packaging dozens, f+ck ‘em until they malfunction
i laugh my ass off, taking shots like a gunman
i don’t hunt game, motherf+cker, i hunt men
take ‘em to the back of my pick+up truck to rot them
k!ll a f+ckin’ superhero, i watch the watchmen
i’m a super+negro, my watch the rocks in
my glock that’s c+cked, loaded, and ready to lock in
who’s sending n+ggas to the dirt? ostriches
captain holding them captive f+cking hostages
create carnage from cartridges, eating the heart of pigs
to murder, homicide’s a part to live with that
grab your teflon, ammunition, and your gat
unless you wanna get sh+tted on like p+rn scat
[verse 2: tyler the creator]
spit bars, this hard, teen sixteen bars
i’m f+cking the game when its v+g+n+ got my d+ck scarred
um, sure it’s ‘preme b+tton up floral
stack of money, dark shades, looking like a f+cking tourist
or it’s the tourettes that my f+cking neck have
i’m like a average n+gga in the 20’s of the 18’s
and i’m not even 20, dropped a classic at my 18
a crazy motherf+cker, maybe i should be my stepdad (come here son)
the wolves finally reconcile
at interscope office with a bunch of f+cking pedophiles
while mouth watering, this sh+t is sick and f+cking vile
trying to f+ck my destiny, they couldn’t find another child

- tyler the creator lyrics

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