All the bad bitches boo you rap I can teach you how to 'em like a tutor, in fact I got one in the front and two in the And the bitches keep "Odd Future is back"
1:] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less I invest stock in wet rock Smoke with all the big bitches "Bedrock" Sub in the truck, up against the dead cops And pop it like I tossed a match in the And go than a fucking crack intervention Clown of the and the last to attend it Big Earl you fags stand at attention Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass go Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna Why Playboy so sticky in this centerfold Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish Hit 'em low, them with Chronicles of Riddick bows in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow Saw 'em walking out, ask niggas what they sprinting fo'
[Verse 2: Vince Black Ted Bundy sick as John Chilling with a victim, she was 18 A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the store She freaked with dick to support the habit picked up in the fourth A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it Slipped of a couple inside the bitch's juice and gin Next thing you know, we're on burgundy carpet She's and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it Look, you it's not rape if you like it, bitch So sit down like a pretty ho and don't the shit Or else I'll have to tie a bow 'round your bloody neck Hide the from the gashes given with a dull Gillette Mop the up, put the body in the apartment
Stash her where we hide the marijuana and the "Hey, what's " Don't touch it or even fucking look You are Fantasia and the body bag's a book
3:] Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout hoes I met last night thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like Damn right, red light, ran right it "You don't even your permit, what the fuck are you doing? " Maybe if you shut the fuck up, be cruising And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout your But no, you wanna be Miss I'm zoning on Relapse, sliding on Blueprint Three seconds it takes for her to turn With my hands her throat, her arms stopped moving Pulse stops too, in the back, confused As I turn to tell them both not to do stupid Red, white, blue in the rear-view, shit Swerved to the shoulder, tell both no moving Sit down in the back, cause the windows As I rolled down to forge a new friendship "Aren't you a too young to be driving? " Look Officer, I'm just tryna get "Get out the car with your license and registration" I getting outta shit, you're starting to try my patience Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Reached to the glove, grabbed the hunting knife Stabbed him in his and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped Back to the fucking crib for tea and crumpets, shit
All the bad boo when you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in A one dead in the front, cop in the back And two bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"