เนื้อเพลง Steak Sauce - Tyler, the Creator

Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the sh*t's stolen
If that b*tch tell on me, I'mma do a f*ckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
Like Chris Brown when Rihanna got her f*ckin' ass beat
F*ck Jesus ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm swatting down, picking cracker b*tches scalp for some lice
Everything that I write is dope because the pipe
And nope you can't have a hit unless you gimmie the light
We be burnin' dirty rocks with a light switch
B*tch n*gga, you about as hard as a dikes clique
I'm goin as hard (?)
After I bought a Sidekick and sent that fag some nice pics
They say I try too goddamn hard
No sh*t, I want a Grammy you damn retard
You can't be great when you settle for flea bargain
Unless you're a thrift hipster b*tch in a leotard
Painless, Hodgy lost his motherf*cking mind because the brain left
Wolf Gang got the ink on me now it's banged out
Box Logo hoodie, still haven't got the stains out
Congress, ah yes, I'm f*ckin' with the best blondes
Um yes, I am now beating off to mom sex
Raquel is wrestling a prom dress
Just for me and Ray Charles, I'm a f*cking staring contest
To all the step dads in hurr
Triple six kids got you motherf*ck scurred
Could be worse, n*gga that's absurd
N*gga I am (?) tryna b*tt f*ck nerds
This just in, Tyler the Creator and Justin Bieber
Was just in the room flippin' Selena Gomez
Go 'head, give some, pucker up
I'll f*ck her up until the kids come in, umm
After Tron Cat I got the rat shook and I ain't even have a hook
For the white kids to sing along
I don't wanna sing a song, f*ck that
Now cyber bully sissies on my little sisters Macbook
I got you n*ggas nervous like a pop
Tryna ask a virgin how a vegan daughter where the cock goes
Wake up, wash ass, go and eat some Rosco's
Head back to the studio and munch up on some tacos
When I was younger I was b*tchin' in
Now I'm coming quicker than the sh*t that's swimmin' in my sock hole
When them teeny boppers ain't around so Johnson and Johnson baby lotion
Bead on my Johnson till my cock swole
Stop sayin' sick sh*t it's kinda old
I'm a f*cking Herpe in a coma you're a common cold
Have you heard my brother verse on Llama?
When that n*gga's home, me him and Hodgy gonna take the game and
Get a stainless steel AK and aim it
To the f*cking referees head and put his lifeless body
In a choke hold, uh-oh, these n*ggas is loco
Best thing smokin' is all of the tobacco
Still hard to be black well
Malcolm X would be proud (?) is getting black mailed
Blue wide cracker named Ginny, and skinny
And Obama wanted change, I threw a couple f*cking pennies at him
Just a chip off the old block
Chipped tooth got some d*ck off my swole cock
Cause I bag b*tches, she's a zip off the old lock
And thats just a logo on the center of that old box
Oh stop, tryna be me, kids will go cop anything
That I put on from the gold watch to the boxers that I put on
Probably cause I'm goin harder than erect cock d*ck through a botox
Oh sh*t, you're as hard as senior citizens d*ck
Oh f*ck, don't slip break hips and pop backs
Show some respect to old chaps with my left fist
Cause I'm the next best spitting wreck thats left here
That's my ex b*tch, heard she's my next b*tch
Have you met her mouth? No? Oh that's my bestest
Bestie, and she gets beastie
And she's my favorite babysitter cause the children never exit
I was taught to act my shoe size, I'm eleven and a half
Cock the umbrella cause when I spit Seven on your ass
It's gonna be mid stage Coachella
Shake faggot ass keep hatin'
But I work hard for the sh*t that I got
So I still F*ck 2DopeBoyz and f*ck Planet Earth
All associates can s*ck cock