Rasta

Yeah; welcome to the show

I hope you like us - and if you don't, fuck you!

Ha ha ha ha

Black rasta band, fitted caps, no dreads

Look into the crowd, I see soldout heads

Tyler hit the drums while I pump up the fans

Left Brain with his shirt off, jumpin in the stands

Everybody hyped up and wavin they hands

Spotlight so bright man, we all gon' have tans

Take this purchase like grams, Odd Future goes harder

than sliced Thanksgiving honey roasted ham

Gettin butter to the jam, so jam

Start in the PM, and end in the AM

I spit Stride flows, gettin hit by the ram

I patrol control like the fuckin controller

These niggaz cryin, put 'em in a stroller

I strolls up in the fuckin Range Rover

Red Rover, green Rover and I'm fin' to run you over

Today's Friday, what do you do on Friday? You get high

You could hang with some friends, get some people, get together

You buy some tickets, you go see a great fuckin show

Ace, Hodgy Beats, Left Brain, bitch!

Welcome to the show! Welcome to the show, bitch!

I hope you like us! You should love us actually

We work hard

Now, I'm gon' introduce you

to the man on the drums

Ace the fucking Creator, bitch!

Roll up a dutchie, I don't smoke weed I do coke

but I guess that's why the white girls wanna fuck me

Man this bitch musty, man that nigga lucky

I bout to get his bitch and get that bitch to come and touch me

Bob Marley blarin, it's hot as fuck, sweaty

My skinny ass flexin so that fat bitches is sexin

My nigga Brain Leftin, Ohio like Cleveland

Niggaz in the evening, chillin like a villain in December

Drunk as fuck so I can't remember a thing

I'm 'bout to fall, timber

Odd Future rasta, I'm a fuckin monster

Loch Ness, throw me in the beach (comprende)

Man I got this bitch and her yeast on my tongue

Hopefully she cum - fuck! Drunk off this rum

And she from the home of the fuckin Middle East

So her pussy bomb

Peace!