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Cowboy (Explicit) - Tyler, The Creator
Knock knock motherf**ks
It's me Mr. Clusterf**k
What when where how like who gives a f**k
Golf Wang MOB
Mopping niggas ante up
Ain't been this f**king sick
Since brain cancer ate my Granny up
Rest in peace allign it
Life ain't got no light in it
Darker than that closet
That ni**a Frankie was hiding in
Open it d**e in it
Bobby where's my f**king pipe
Trust my little dick is alright
Twenty says I hit your wife
This is life
Truthfully I just want to fly some kites
Grab Salem and Slater and go around
Ride bikes
Get some ice cream
Golf Wang rascals for the night
Skate around and do annoying sh*t
That older peeps despise
Ni**a f**k it though
Going hard as riggalo
Got a ni**a dollars
And a couple crackers hit the show
Cracked a couple kids in the head with this cast
Had a blast out Europe
Had a Swedish b**ch ni**a hoes
That's how it goes
Designing clothes
Cats on everything
Cats on everything
You think all this money will make a happy me
But I'm about as lonely as crackers
That supermodels eat
Everybody's sparking with me
And I keep coughing
Can't keep calm in this spot hot box
And I'm getting nauseous
Hop in the car and write a song as
I'm heading straight to the office
Pissed off Jasper because
That's some faggot sh*t called Pink Dolphin
See I roll here on a mean unicorn
Green hat Vans
Golf top with the team uniform
Tighten the kupris so I'm tying my bandana up
Sunk them like the Reds
I forget it like Dan Manners cause
I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy
When you're alone thoughts start coming in
Punching in that dark light box
And they start rummaging
Sh*t you've got to battle with
Wish that they could skedaddle
But it makes your shadow say none
F**k it and grab the gun again
I needed to get out of the house
So I hit the dead sams
And we were biking it out
In a black hoodie
With a Arizona and a bag of skittles
Just to see
What all that f**king hype is about
Now everytime you see a roach
You think of me eh hey
Because everytime I see one I think
What his parents would say
In court saying I ate him
I wasn't present that day
I was with Whitney smoking
Sitting at the dock in the Bay
I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy cowboy cowboy
You know how weird it is knowing
I make a bunch of Cheese
While my friends can't afford little pizzas
From little ceasers
And their whole goal is to roll up
And smoke bowls
So I don't feel bad when they not eating
But you still treating us you punk b**ch
Wolf Haley got more methods than pink men
I'm never civil F**k Lincoln
Preme out the bag it's no wrinkles
I'm okie dokie and loopy
And booboo nana and Caca
If you think I'm f**king KUKU
Try talking to my shrink then
Hey hey
B**ch
I'm right here right here
Yo who's that who's that
That's Salem
That's my girlfriend
You stay the f**k away from her alright
I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy
