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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler, The Creator
Vocals
Colin Boyd
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Okonma
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler, The Creator
Producer
Vic Wainstein
Recording Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Andrew Dawson
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Went to Six Flags, six fags came up
And said, "Ayo, can we get a pic?"
I said no and they said, "Oh, it's 'Wolf Gang,' Yonkers'"
Goblin is my shit though
Now I'm like, "Fuck, I don't wanna be an ass"
So I'm sittin' there posing with Travis, Devon with a fake smile
Like her titties was drawing it on
So fucking annoyed 'cause I missed Goliath
'Cause some kid said I was there and then they caused a riot (Tyler's here)
Now I'm surrounded by twenty-five hound of fuckers tryna get a photo
All because they noticed the top with the box logo
And them fucking ears, guarantee they didn't even hear "Bastard"
[Verse 2]
They bandwagon jumped me from a pogo
I'm going fucking loco
Hey Tyler, can I? No, bitch
Don't you see me tryna buy a fucking churro?
But Tyler, you're my hero
I used to get bullied until I heard "Radicals"
The last part got to me, see, I used to give a fuck
Until my cock would bleed
Now I'm the happiest I think I'll ever, ever be
My life is just like yours, no father
My mama must've forgot to stop with a popped condom
In school I was the one that was thinking outside boxes
So everybody in them would say that I got problems
So when I heard you say it, I said it back like fuck 'em
You're an inspiration to **** like me
Not the **** who just like you 'cause of lyrics and beats
I'm talking 'bout the ****
Who don't know where they're going to be
[Verse 3]
I heard the song "Bastard" right in the moment of heat
Not in the summer, but of course I was holding a heat
Gun on the edge of my feet, I heard that first piano chord
And it drew me in like predators carrying treats
Then I said to myself, "Fuck, is he speaking to me?"
See me and you, we go together like snare and a beat
I mean snare and a kick drum, see my forearm?
I carved "OF" on it this morning with a glass shard
On my green mini ramp that I built in my backyard (That's weird)
That's hard, that scar from playing air guitar
When I see you play at the Roxy (Uh)
[Verse 4]
Tyler, I love you, wanna be just like you (Alright)
I think about your face and I don't even fucking try to (No homo)
Wish I had a basement meant for me to hide you
We could play Xbox and listen to "In Search Of" and eat donuts
Over conversating 'bout what church does
Come up with weird ass videos with roach bugs
I'm straight edge too, so no drugs on this trip
And Raquel, that bitch, you should've killed that bitch
You shoulda took me instead (Uh, that's weird)
[Verse 5]
See, if you can't have her then he shouldn't either
And if I can't have you then she shouldn't either
No one should see you, but me in your t-shirt
I worship you until the fucking wrinkles on my knees hurt
Odd Future, Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, Flog Gnaw, free Earl mobbing
I know it seems like I'm just slobbing on your knob
But I'm just a fan and I ain't losing my fucking noggin' (Yeah, you are)
I ain't got a job and I went out and bought Goblin about five times
'Cause I love you, man (Thanks for the support, alright)
[Verse 6]
I like tie-dyed tees or just plain white tees, I like pants that's cut
I like words like fuck, I got your pics on my wall
With the mouth cut out, now paper cuts on my balls
Because your dick's in my jaw (What the fuck?)
And I hit you on Twitter about ten minutes a day
And now I'm bitter 'cause you don't even reply with a, "Hey" (Sorry)
My boys think I'm gay 'cause I play "VCR" in my car all alone
Speakers waking up neighbors (Alright)
[Verse 7]
My ****, calm down, it's getting weird, take this pic
So I can get on Colossus, line as slow as molasses (Tyler, listen)
No, ****, I see you're loving my shit
And I appreciate the fact that you would suck on my dick
But I'm not gay, so it's awkward now I'm grouchy like Oscar
After spilling some shit on his newest pair of beige Dockers
"Yonkers" and "Yonkers" (I love that song)
Sick of hearing 'bout "Yonkers"
I'm grateful that it worked, I attacked and I conquered
[Verse 8]
Yeah, whatever, but I had a fucking blast at that concert
I was at the Boston one, I got a t-shirt from Sagan
The one that say "Sagan Lockhart"
And when you came out to "Sandwiches"
That's when my fucking boy crush got started
Just take this fucking picture, man, shit
Written by: Tyler Okonma