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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Vocals
Syd Bennett
Syd Bennett
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Okonma
Tyler Okonma
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Producer
Tyler Okonma
Tyler Okonma
Recording Engineer
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Recording Engineer
Syd Bennett
Syd Bennett
Recording Engineer
Mick Guzauski
Mick Guzauski
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aw, nah, boy, don't cut that wood
Found out your flowers don't smell that good
But if they smell real good to him
Then he don't need anybody else nose to win
Look, I am a god
Nobody prays to the sight of you
All ya'll **** wear camouflage
I'm in a field wearing pink and blue
I wear pink, they can see me
****, you don't create, you just repeat
****, you don't got drive, you just beep- beep
Beep- beep, talk shit from the back seat
Come and light my fire, I'll blow your fuckin' face off
****, I'm the goddamn pilot
And I decide when we gon' take off
Let's get it
[Verse 2]
Tie the knot
Kick the chair
Float in the air
It's cherry bomb
[Verse 3]
You motherfuckers want war? Then come get it
You motherfuckers want war and I want more
You motherfuckers want war?
Let's take 'em to the gun store
I don't got enough time for your rolex, ****
Don't compare him to mine 'cause I don't know that ****
[Verse 4]
Come and light my fire, I'll blow your fuckin' face off
****, I'm the goddamn pilot
And I decide when we gon' take off
Let's get it
[Verse 5]
Tie the knot
Kick the chair
Float in the air
It's cherry bomb
[Verse 6]
You motherfuckers want war?
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb
[Verse 7]
Firecracker and I'm ready to blow
Don't fire me up, I lose control
Firecracker and I'm ready to blow
Don't fire me up, I lose control
Firecracker and I'm ready to blow
Don't fire me up, I lose control
Firecracker and I'm ready to blow
Don't fire me up, I lose control
Firecracker, firecracker, firecracker
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 8]
Golf 191 Okaga
Written by: Tyler Okonma
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