Tyler, The Creator — 2SEATER

[Chorus] We can speed in my two-seater Girl, I got a two-seater Speed in my two-seater In my two-seater [Verse 1] About a hundred on Fax and it's easy to stop You see, my shit isn't stock I used to piss in a pot and now I piss on the walls Since I pissed off a cop, a couple tickets I have copped But I can pay for them all And by the model of my vehicle you know that I ball E92, but '91 the year that Tyler was spawned And if I crash, I'm owing wheels like I'm a Vaughn or a Vince Tiptronic stick or automatic, you pick Shit is static as shit, sure my shit is AM Might get that X6 end, don't follow exit him Might take a back street hidden House got all sports cars like his garage is gym Two sapphires on him neck next his precious gems No AMG, it's M, boy, I will eat him Benz New engine, you got that old shit with those deep rims You got a warranty, don't care if you scratching rims again [Chorus] We can speed in my two-seater Girl, I got a two-seater Speed in my two-seater In my two-seater [Bridge] Sit in my passenger seat You tell me I got too much speed And I should slow, I should slow down But I can't, 'cause you driving me wild Girl, I get a rush when we're speeding in my car And sometimes, it's too much And you can feel the beat in my heart Girl, I get a rush when we're speeding in my car And sometimes, it's too much [Verse 2] Yeah I know some dudes that would find you that carry rugers and shottas And fucking shoot at your Honda, then fucking zoom out in Mazdas Them GOLF boys is bad for you like the food from McDonald's Boy, I'm a king and I ain't lyin', boy, hakuna matata Better watch for them hyenas, if you flex, then they swarm They cashing so many checks, they're calling him Tyler O-Comma I'm tryna ball like I was Domo O'Connor in '09 Probably September... Boy, I'm just rhyming these syllables, suck my genitals Album cover looking like the mascot of the timberwolves Skate park at Pemberton Hoping that I ditched the chords and go pick up the pen again 'Cause I killed the dark shit like I'm motherfucking Zimmerman Turn around and lose pounds like I'm fucking Timbaland By pounds, I mean in (*beep*) Give it 'til he cop brick like a wall with pig in it And money coming out the blue Like cops are changing fits or shit, I'm killin' it Fuck! [Verse 3] Back when Left Brain had the hightop fade (Fade) And we would go skate on them concrete waves (Waves) And now I switch gears to hear the cylinders pump The beat thump, don't get it twisted, boy, my board's in the trunk (Skate!) [Skit] Can you roll my window up? The fuck you turn my music down for, man? Can you roll my window up? Why? Damn! 'Cause it's windy! But I love it when your hair... [Verse 4] Blows, when it blows When your hair blows Hanging out the sunroof I love it when your hair blows When it blows Hanging out the sunroof I love it when your hair blows When your hair blows Hanging out the sunroof Listening to Mac DeMarco Hanging out the roof window Switch to third gear turbo Skrrting on these niggas Skrrting on these bitches Listening to Mac DeMarco Hanging out the roof window Switch to third gear turbo Skrrting on these niggas Skrrting on these bitches [Interlude] You can say you don't want to take that drive But your hair, it blows (It blows me away) I know we'll have a good time You just gotta stop being scared Just roll Just come and roll with me It's all good [Skit] Yeah, man, what's good, man? You good? I've been- I've been chilling, man, I've been doing some push-ups and shit For real? You know, fifty a day... Oh, w-w-wait... is that that nigga, Tyler? I think so Bitch ass, nigga, here he come to me, man Fuck this nigga, man, this- this nigga stink... Wait, be quiet, be quiet 'Ight My nigga, T, man! What's good, man? You good? Alright, I see you! I'm good, man, I'm good, I'm good Ayy, man, I see you with your little girl, she- she looks... okay Alright, y'all good, man, alright! Ayy, your feature don't start for another twenty minutes So you can go get your shit up, I can get y'all some shit... And I see you with your little jewels and shit too, man! Aw thanks, man, I'm trying, man, I'm just trying Yeah, man, let me know if you need anything I got you, just- you know... yeah Alright, um...yeah, we'll probably walk around And come back when the movie start or whenever Ight, man, I'ma see you Ight, my nigga... ight Fucking faggot, man! I swear to God! Yeah Haha, this nigga bitch weak too! Haha, yeah, she is Goddammit! I'd still fuck!


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