What’s So Fucking Funny

Lyrics

[Chorus: brandUn DeShay] If I want it, you got it, then I'ma get it, get it If you ain't hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it They think I'm lost, but they really don't know I'm on my way to the bank (L-M-A-O) If I want it, you got it, then I'ma get it, get it If you ain't hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it They think I'm lost, but they really don't know I'm on my way to the bank (L-M-A-O) [Verse 1: brandUn DeShay] They say actions speak louder than words, but they don't hear me, though That's why I won't be happy 'til I'm like stereo Everywhere he go, they be like, ''There he go!'' BrandUn DeShay on the mic, so here we go No time for the losers, we all-stars And ain't nobody on the bench, dog, we all start About as peaceful as a hippie, but I'll spark I'm serious, dog, I'm in my prime like the Allspark And where the shell y'all get y'all videos, Cost Mart? A girl sitting on the grill like a Ballpark A bunch of niggas in packs like baseball cards Tricked out cars tryna ball in front of Walmart I'm sorry, I'm just no have got the memo Killing tracks in a Fascist fashion, that's my M.O Fly like the interceptor or just an INO Denied like the interception you're hear in N.O., yo.. [Chorus: brandUn DeShay] If I want it, you got it, then I'ma get it, get it If you ain't hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it They think I'm lost, but they really don't know I'm on my way to the bank (L-M-A-O) If I want it, you got it, then I'ma get it, get it If you ain't hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it They think I'm lost, but they really don't know I'm on my way to the bank (L-M-A-O) [Verse 2: brandUn DeShay] Right now, I ain't ish, but I'll be thee ish So though I ate ish, you'll still eat ish And soon, so be quick, don't eat turds Instead, eat your own words like hors d'oevres Get it? Now that's served I'm the best man like your best friend I'm in the air like a kegstand Grounded like kickstand, no bull like Estan I'm a beast like the blue X-Men Check the plantiff, they claim that I murdered the beat with no stainless Shoot, I just hopped on the track, I'm so aimless Haters try to pay me no mind, they're so brainless Dangerous wack rhymers The five-seven, eight-niner, teenager, space rhymer Showtimer, headliner, flow speed red-liner The old soul, crate digging like a gold miner New jack, coolest cat you've seen since the snow tiger (who's flyer?) [Chorus: brandUn DeShay] If I want it, you got it, then I'ma get it, get it If you ain't hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it They think I'm lost, but they really don't know I'm on my way to the bank (L-M-A-O) If I want it, you got it, then I'ma get it, get it If you ain't hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it They think I'm lost, but they really don't know I'm on my way to the bank (L-M-A-O) [Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator] B, what's happening? Nigga fuck rapping I'm in cell 1 and 2 because I'm considering trapping 3 or 4 with some overweight groupies And a food stamp nigga and a motherfucking hoopdy But truthfully, I'm hungry, these rappers is lunchmeat I laugh at AIDS victims, cold heart, fuck heat Fuck school, do drugs, holes with no magnum, kill everyone in the industry And drag them to the florist by the end of the chorus, so they can be alive in case My fucking verse is boring, bass in the stairs Stock shit like a share, I'm a virus Having great dreams of fucking Miley Cyrus Bitches, I bag them, jeans, I sag them 7, 8, y'all don't lay them straight, your nigga is fag them 9, 10, I'm a motherfucking sin Turn this shit off before I say... Amen [Chorus: brandUn DeShay] If I want it, you got it, then I'ma get it, get it If you ain't hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it They think I'm lost, but they really don't know I'm on my way to the bank (L-M-A-O) If I want it, you got it, then I'ma get it, get it If you ain't hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it They think I'm lost, but they really don't know I'm on my way to the bank (L-M-A-O) [Outro: brandUn DeShay (Tyler, The Creator)] BrandUn DeShay Tyler, The Creator 16-Bit meets Odd Future (yep) I mean, we really gotta stop meeting like this, Ty (I got you, my nigga) It's not even fair to the world (Come on, man, we just made a classic) From now until forever (Forever)