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