Herpes & Cupcakes

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Colourful cruiser with the pink and gold All my fucking tees is how I unfold In fucking seven jeans, with the fucking Blox team And I don't like you niggas, wonder why I stay lean But you know I fucking stay clean, and I stay fresh Why you think that all the niggas south say I'm the best Easy to fuck with but not easy to fuck up Circlejerk nigga, get ready to suck up But all you niggas running your luck up Stick to fucking rapping except you stuck up Alternative to ecstasy, niggas tryna get in my books and read the fucking recipe All these dope flows nigga got the crowd clapping Wonder why I'm late, cause I'm backstage fapping I go home watch my homemade porno, with Monique Start jеrking nigga, I'mma watch it in slow-mo That bitch don't fuck with me no more All she еver was to me, was a white stain on my polo All you niggas hate me, customised greatly Niggas asking for beats but, you couldn't even make me This nigga want a track? Nah you couldn't even pay me The fuck with y'all niggas? Man you must think that I'm crazy Flat out wrong, y'all niggas listen to the right song But in my day, y'all niggas sucking on the wrong dong They really ask me, "Tyler what you doing, where you at?" They know I'm at the dirty, skating with the fucking hood rats In a fucking Bape hoodie, rolling down Fairfax You niggas really wanna know, but you can't face the facts I'm like the fucking base to bass?, and balls Down in Ladera where they rise, no fall I'm with BonBon and Chi-Chi they're trying to make me smoke weed They wanna get me high so they can suck up on my wee-wee [Verse 2] I'm rich prostitute, 300 for some clothes I'll be getting my Dad's attic key, then spaghetti and O's After I just had threesome, with like three or five hoes Your dad had a wig on, so everybody knows We had sex, in the room, of the big blue house And the bear was coming down, having sex with the mouse Cause [?] sputter spitting hater nigga I'mma lick her like a fucking puppy in the litter My spit drool down her lips, then it travel to her tits Going down the alleyway, just to score a couple hits Hold the Nikon, taking pictures, with her sis, (we never miss) Cheeks redder than Miley Cyrus' swollen clit, (she's my bitch) Slap down a verse, easy, JC said to say it I met him downtown, we was skating in the [?] Ripping niggas' stickers off they board, I'm a hater They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats If you can't take the hottest, stop taking the heat If you think this is rapping, you listen to the wrong songs Think this is jerk music? You better run along Go with them boy bands, talking 'bout they groupies I'll be in my homeroom, hanging with T Moody [Verse 3] While I'm skipping classes to make hit classics Y'all niggas run your mouth wherever your ass is Self-centered in my own world, she likes me Cause I'm a piano playing schizophrenical hypebeast Just look at Rick's name, wore it just like Rick's chain Back in '88, Paid in Full, with the Gucci sneaks She wanna be on top, she my colourful freak Look at her knees and she notice all my puffy red cheeks She's getting redder when I look her in the eyes When we speak I can't wait to see her always hanging, waiting for next week Take her for a walk and show her my unique techniques Now take her to the woods and rape her, tape her so she don't shriek This trick have a little pussy, hoe, got me feeling queasy Herpes in the coochie looking extra, extra cheesy Stored up with coke, now I'm feeling real breezy I really love you baby will you please believe me? I wrote this shit for you so you can hear it while you're still breathing I want you to notice stalking so you could see me [Outro] Odd Future OFM, banging on your motherfucking FM