[Intro] Yeah; welcome to the show I hope you like us - and if you don't, fuck you~! Ha ha ha ha
[Hodgy Beats] 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
[Interlude] 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!
[Tyler, the Creator] 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!