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