Lyrics Rella - The Creator , Tyler , Hodgy Beats , Domo Genesis , Odd Future
I
fucked
this
flow
This
is
my
electronic
press
kit,
hot
as
some
fresh
shit
Nigga
recollect
bitch,
grow
grey
hairs,
don't
stress
it
I
text
message,
messages
to
fuckin'
estrogen
She
lets
me
in,
I
sex
her
then
she
sexier
than
my
leather
vans
Cause
I
never
am
purchasing,
reimbursing
your
currency
Put
your
body
on
the
curb
to
work
the
street,
I
hearse
the
streets
Heard
she
sweet,
she
Hershey's
sweet
but
me
I'm
extravagent
Hop
on
the
bandwagon
kid,
I'm
about
to
tell
you
some
tragic
shit
The
love
is
lost
and
the
drugs
they
cost,
in
the
studio
mixing
raw
Bitchs
shit
in
my
draws
like
you
piss
in
my
draws,
nigga
my
dick's
in
her
jaw
I'm
Wes
Snipes
with
lead
pipes,
don't
dabble
with
the
apple
Cause
a
swagga
like
mine
turn
them
apples
into
Snapple
Fuck
the
pick
of
the
raffle,
king
of
the
castle
Nigga,
Genghis
Khan
mansion,
we
the
Marilyn
Manson
Making
money
in
the
present,
it
be
safe
for
my
grandsons
African
drugs
for
when
the
champ
come
Suicide
watch
nigga,
kill
yourself
Opposition
who?
Nigga
reveal
yourself
How
you
steal
our
swag
and
figure
you
still
yourself?
Splinter
Cell
creeping
in
this
bitch,
you
couldn't
feel
the
stealth
Wolves
are
prowling,
hunger
at
it's
fucking
best
I'm
a
beast
like
the
gorilla
head
that
is
on
my
chest
Please
let
me
flex,
I'm
going
off
I
need
some
fuckin'
bread
Drugs
are
green,
my
bitches
white
and
tonight
I
need
fuckin'
head
Excuse
our
swag,
I'm
tryna
tone
it
down
like
Jenny
Craig
Fresh
to
death
then
I
guess
we
looking
like
the
living
dead
Oh
shit
your
bitch,
look
at
how
I'm
doing
you
Bitches
on
my
dick
but
look
at
me
I'm
fucking
beautiful
Niggas
tryna
figure
out,
but
all
I
hear
in
my
interviews
Is
why
this
so
cool?
You
niggas
are
so
unusual
Wolf
Gang,
point
me
to
a
nigga
I
should
prove
it
to
Under
pressure,
we
just
stand
in
the
middle
like
hula
hoops
The
fortress
is
fortified
(bitch)
Money
in
my
pockets
like
I'm
45,
Hodgy
Beats
recording
live
Bitch
I
be
surely
high
and
I
don't
need
wings
to
fly
I'm
the
air
with
the
pigs,
Left
Brain,
Domo
Genesis
Knock-knock,
who's
there?
It's
me,
your
girlfriend
had
a
really
nice
meeting
with
my
dick
(What?)
I
killed
that
pussy
and
grabbed
that
knife
Now
I
got
real
authentic
cheetah
print
shit
(Nigga,
you're
a
liar)
Nigga
don't
believe
me,
kiss
your
lady
And
boy,
you're
gonna
get
those
heebie
jeebies?
Nigga
my
dick
stay
way
disease-y,
I
make
it
look
easy
51-50,
I'm
off
the
Heezy,
you
ain't
got
no
fuckin'
Yeezy?
(5
albums,
100
songs,
and
you
ain't
got
no
fuckin'
Yeezy?
I
bet
you
got
some
J-Kwon,
you
ain't
got
no
fuckin
Yeezy?)
Came
in
the
game
like
Speedy
Gonzalez,
I'm
fuckin'
Looney
See
these
girls
talkin'
all
that
shit
(What?)
I'm
just
tryna
see
some
tits
(What?)
Let's
get
it
poppin'
like,
MC
Lyte,
around
some
dykes
Out
this
bitch
like
hokus
pokus
And
me
and
Lucas
got
a
couple
of
pickles
And
met
up
with
bitches,
gave
'em
cum
on
their
dimples
Then
my
dick
went
limp
so,
took
about
3 pills
of
Extenzo
Now
my
dick's
longer
than
a
5 door
limo
Harder
than
a
soft
right
hook
from
kimbo
on
PCP
and
cilantro
When
I'm
with
your
bitch
I'm
like,
"Where
my
dick
go?"
Now
she
think
I'm
'bout
to
eat
her
hole
Enchilada,
I
gotta
lotta
that
'Preme
and
I'm
paying
nada
It
seems
that
I'm
product
placement
but
not
I'm
just
fuckin'
awesome
Yo
mama
look
like
a
ugly,
loser
Album
Rella (feat. Hodgy Beats, Domo Genesis & Tyler, The Creator) - Single
date of release
21-02-2012
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