[Verse 1: Hodgy]
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Save all your letters and drop your tomatoes
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Hodgy Beats, where he? Looking for a large payroll
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Not dimes, nickels, pennies, pesos
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I'm tryna stack chips nigga, peelin' my potatoes
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If I'm not the biggest boss that you've see thus far
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Take a look at the exquisite luxury cars
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Big ponts being stuck into a Cuban cigar
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Promethazine on the leaf only to get bizarre
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We don't go to the club nigga, we post at the bar
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Have conversation with girls that don't know who we are
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With diamonds in our ears, looking like cube stars
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I live a Matrix life and we cruise hard
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[Hook: Casey]
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And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
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Crack music going hard, Odd Future got a bag it
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Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
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Eh, all the little females like yummy yum
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[Verse 2: Tyler]
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Now ugly girls get out, the light skinned girls about
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Without a doubt you niggas don't amount to shit, no need to count
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Now bring the ruler out like Rick the Ruler paid in full
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I'm cooler than your cooler, got these hoes, now where's my garden tool
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Fuck 'em all, all them fuck with the Future
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I back with Thrash Hard backyard beach cruiser, look
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You niggas can't contain the thoughts that's flowin' in my brain
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It synthesizes skits oh neutron from steering paper plane
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And the white girls love me and the haters shove me
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And push me until I beat the pussy up like it was ugly
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And that's without the loot, niggas take the time to tune
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The diamond dolla's, bitch I'm complex like Einstein's Rubix Cube
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Look, I'm the truth, now stop daring me
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Niggas kill yourself and decide to go back to therapy
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And my right is right, my right is left, my left is wrong
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Now bitches throw your fucking bras off while I'll be writin' my songs
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Hodgy]
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Gimme a couple commas while I abreviate
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The war between the pen and paper I aleviate
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Alexander is Hodgy, cause I can be the Great
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As long as I have a hundred mill' in the cheese steak
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In a big breifcase like I won a sweepstakes
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Odd Future got money out the ass for G's sakes
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I feel like I can fly without wings on my back
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This is crack with me, but this crack ain't whack
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I got niggas hooked, yeah, the stadium packed
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And I flip that like a gymnasium mat
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His grind time, and I'm making it stretch
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Why get less for more when you can get more for less
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Pure for less, down, five three 18 thousand impression
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If you comprehend what I recommend press send
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If you comprehend what I recommend, Odd Future
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[Hook]
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Bubble Gum
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Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All |