Released: November 15, 2008
Featuring: Tyler, The Creator Casey Veggies
Songwriter: Casey Veggies Tyler, The Creator Hodgy
Producer: The Jet Age of Tomorrow
[Intro: Hodgy]
Hahahahaha
Super 3, O.F.
Yes
Um...
[Verse 1: Hodgy]
Save all your letters and drop your tomatoes
Hodgy Beats—where he? Looking for a large payroll
Not dimes, nickels, pennies, pesos
I'm tryna stack chips, nigga, peelin' my potatoes
If I'm not the biggest boss that you've see thus far
Take a look at the exquisite luxury cars
Big ponts being stuck into a Cuban cigar
Promethazine on the leaf only to get bizarre
We don't go to the club nigga, we post at the bar
Have conversation with girls that don't know who we are
With diamonds in our ears, looking like cube stars
I live a Matrix life and we cruise hard
[Hook: Casey Veggies]
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it, like
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
And all the little females like, "Yummy yum"
[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
Now, ugly girls get out, the light skinned girls about
Without a doubt, you niggas don't amount to shit
No need to count
Now, bring the ruler out like Rick the Ruler, paid in full
I'm cooler than your cooler
Got these hoes, now, where's my garden tool?
Fuck 'em all, all them fuck with the Future
Out back with Thrash Hard, backyard beach cruiser, look
You niggas can't contain the thoughts that's flowing in my brain
It synthesizes schizo neutron from steering paper planes
And the white girls love me, and the haters shove me
And push me until I beat the pussy up like it was ugly
And that's without the loot, niggas take the time to tune
The diamond dollars, bitch, I'm complex like Einstein's Rubik's Cube
Look, I'm the truth, now stop daring me
Niggas kill yourself and decide to go back to therapy
And my right is right, my right is left, my left is wrong
Now, bitches throw your fucking bras off while I be writing songs
[Hook: Casey Veggies]
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it, like
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
And all the little females like, "Yummy yum"
[Verse 3: Hodgy]
Gimme a couple commas while I abbreviate
The war between the pen and paper, I alleviate
Alexander is Hodgy, 'cause I can be the Great
As long as I have a hundred mil' and the cheesesteak
In a big briefcase like I won a sweepstakes
Odd Future got money out the ass for G's sakes
I feel like I can fly without wings on my back
This is crack with me, but this crack ain't wack
I got niggas hooked, yeah, the stadium packed
And I flip that like a gymnasium mat
It's grind time, and I'm making it stretch
Why get less for more when you can get more for less?
Pure for less, down
Five three 18 thousand impress—in'
If you comprehend what I recommend
Press send if you comprehend what I recommend
Odd Future
[Beat Break]
[Hook: Casey Veggies]
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it, like
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
And all the little females like, "Yummy yum"
Hahahahaha
Super 3, O.F.
Yes
Um...
[Verse 1: Hodgy]
Save all your letters and drop your tomatoes
Hodgy Beats—where he? Looking for a large payroll
Not dimes, nickels, pennies, pesos
I'm tryna stack chips, nigga, peelin' my potatoes
If I'm not the biggest boss that you've see thus far
Take a look at the exquisite luxury cars
Big ponts being stuck into a Cuban cigar
Promethazine on the leaf only to get bizarre
We don't go to the club nigga, we post at the bar
Have conversation with girls that don't know who we are
With diamonds in our ears, looking like cube stars
I live a Matrix life and we cruise hard
[Hook: Casey Veggies]
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it, like
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
And all the little females like, "Yummy yum"
[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
Now, ugly girls get out, the light skinned girls about
Without a doubt, you niggas don't amount to shit
No need to count
Now, bring the ruler out like Rick the Ruler, paid in full
I'm cooler than your cooler
Got these hoes, now, where's my garden tool?
Fuck 'em all, all them fuck with the Future
Out back with Thrash Hard, backyard beach cruiser, look
You niggas can't contain the thoughts that's flowing in my brain
It synthesizes schizo neutron from steering paper planes
And the white girls love me, and the haters shove me
And push me until I beat the pussy up like it was ugly
And that's without the loot, niggas take the time to tune
The diamond dollars, bitch, I'm complex like Einstein's Rubik's Cube
Look, I'm the truth, now stop daring me
Niggas kill yourself and decide to go back to therapy
And my right is right, my right is left, my left is wrong
Now, bitches throw your fucking bras off while I be writing songs
[Hook: Casey Veggies]
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it, like
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
And all the little females like, "Yummy yum"
[Verse 3: Hodgy]
Gimme a couple commas while I abbreviate
The war between the pen and paper, I alleviate
Alexander is Hodgy, 'cause I can be the Great
As long as I have a hundred mil' and the cheesesteak
In a big briefcase like I won a sweepstakes
Odd Future got money out the ass for G's sakes
I feel like I can fly without wings on my back
This is crack with me, but this crack ain't wack
I got niggas hooked, yeah, the stadium packed
And I flip that like a gymnasium mat
It's grind time, and I'm making it stretch
Why get less for more when you can get more for less?
Pure for less, down
Five three 18 thousand impress—in'
If you comprehend what I recommend
Press send if you comprehend what I recommend
Odd Future
[Beat Break]
[Hook: Casey Veggies]
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it
And I swear I'm a fiend, dope fiend, I'm an addict
Crack music going hard, Odd Future gotta bag it, like
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
Yeah, make it stretch like bubble gum
And all the little females like, "Yummy yum"