Lyrics Tyler, the Creator

Tyler, the Creator

Run

Fuck you running for nigga

Aye nigga, come here nigga

Let me try that hat on

I told you come over here stupid bitch

Come over here with that weak ass hat

All y'all niggas smoke y'all brains out

In the car, car light, took the lame route

Going nowhere fast if you think that you not gonna hesitate to pull the thing out

And let that drop top the trunk [?] pop, pop

Let his top drop, took another lame out

Oh you'd the big nigga, take a hit nigga

Well I hope you understand you ain't shit nigga

Cuz a nigga so rusty

that you comin' for the bang out

Now the gangs out to get you but you stuck in the same house, nigga never came out, why

See you a real nigga cuz you killed him

full of niggas

A lotta

Boy you hang out

Cuz you never ever see me with a chain out

I don't need truth

blah

think they gonna eat you

Better look the other way if you ever see me

And run as fast as you can

Nigga