Slater

Slater (feat Frank Ocean) - Tyler The Creator
Me and Slater just hit a curb
Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D

Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
Shit now I kick it in the 'burbs
Me I'm from the slums niggas who pushing tons
Tons of drugs Foul flow dirty mouth like kissing bums

Momma done made her one a witty son
With no respect for women so-so show me your titties hun
"You eighteen " Me I'm twenty something
Okay I'm twenty but I'm soon to be twenty-one
I wild out at shows break shit it should be fun
Venues are like pussy with me "Should he cum "
I'mma wax that like the chapstick in my backpack for my black lips
Then dip to Europe and come back with a stack of cheese
A stack of cheese for these rats Mac and Cheese
New Preme shit got me feeling flyer than a bag of bees
Fuck critics (How's your dick ) "Shit How's your knees "
Y'all on my dick more than my index when I take a pee
Came up with ''Rella'' ain't touch a bag of weed
Shit was doper than Whitney Houston's needs
Golf Wang that's the team to be "Aye " getting TU OF indeed

We was missing Sweatshirt like where's the hooded sleeve
Okay nevermind we found him

Me and Slater just hit a curb
Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
Shit now I kick it in the 'burbs
Guess I win checks started cashing in
I stopped rapping and started asking "Where my fucking passion is "

Probably where that faggot went (Who ) Tyler talking father problems
Shocky shit he spit to popping topics in a gossip column
I ain't ask for this I did it out of boredom
Thought that roach was cool he died and pushed me into stardom

Now Ye's PJ sippin leche Chips Ahoy boy listening to Cowboy

Aye boy land in Melbourne and skate to Fitzroy (Aye )
AUS was AWES I enjoyed boy y'all niggas played as a tot's toy

Have a good day as I annoy oi

Me and Slater just hit a curb
Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
Shit now I kick it in the 'burbs
Cameras with panorama's views
My shoes have seen more vans than Mexicanas with crackers in Alabama
G-O-to the-L-F this O-F I open a store so I don't stress
But nigga I (What ) mosh in gardens jazz punk shit
Playing chords making up shit pardon my Dolly Parton's

And I keep sharting hoodies with rectangles and different colors
Niggers think I started kindergarten
My bitch is on my handle bars
(I just wanna ride my bike)
Slater Slater Slater Slater
My bitch is on my handle bars
Hair blowing in the wind

Her freckles look like candy bars

Hair blowing in the wind

My bitch is on my handle bars

(I just wanna ride my bike)
Slater Slater Slater Slater
My bitch is on my handle bars
Hair blowing in the wind

Her freckles look like candy bars

My cool summer never ends

Slater Slater Slater Slater
Oh my God seriously Mister cool guy

You're talking to a fucking bike loser

(Haha)
Oh fuck