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Young veggies the super 3 tyler the creator

Ride-ride-riding 'round town same old seven steelo
***** couldn't change you could blame it on my ego

Young'n started grinding man I did it on the d-low
Came back s*ining with that 4th quarter free throw
Game time ***** even if get the rebound
Hoes trying to figure where I be now
But that love s*it is something I don't see now
Lost still profound and every day it go down
My ****** got a name now these other ****** lame now
So I do my thang just to bring them haters pain now
***** Matt Martians told the boy to write a verse
Came in killing ain't even need to rehearse
Swear I take it down and I make that girl disperse
And I ain't just kill it man I put it in a hearse
I'm back home like

Suck it up c**k it up time is when the clock is up
Cause you don't have to talk for us to chop it up chop it up
Freezer burn erection when I see you squirm
For me not to get inside your face I'm the newest dermatologist

Blood on my s*irt no one acknowledged it
From teenage babes leaving dates I got to following

Swallow it clean it off polish it
Axe you up in the back of my shack **** some hollow tips
Throw you in my deep creek of self-esteem on some shallow s*it

The kids used to tease now I'm hiding in the leaves
Of the trees near the school where their teen daughter at-teend
I grab them by the pale throat throw them in the passenger

To balance up the color of my van it matches egg yolk
My only ******* way to calm down the view of dead folk
This movie ******* sucks because the pay per view is dead hoe
Now shut the **** up and work magic with eso-pha-ghost