Car [V1]

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator] She ain't got the fattest ass, but she got the baddest assets And she give good brain to pass them AP classes And through these glasses, she the baddest bad bitch And I’m the gladdest, when I get her at night like Gladys And I for a fact, know that I love her more than a tad bit I'm lyin', Sarah still made me the saddest (bitch!) My heart engine was the fastest, and that bitch crashed it Robin Williams could not patch it Played me like the lottery, the onе with the scratches A love lockеd down with the latches Could never brace a nigga down, I broke them brackets Was on the runway like fashion, we fucked with passion Fuck you bitch, I got my car fixed, and now I’m smashin' But really, my engine works soon, keep flashin' [Verse 2: brandUn DeShay] Wow, I must've lucked up cause my life was a mess, just clusterfucked up I always had a thing against verbs If actions speak louder than words, tell 'em "Shut the fuck up" I told you how I feel, I think I'm in love Though a nigga so small like a sink in my tub She busted out laughing, "How you think this shit up?" I said "Well, the key is really not to think much" And then we linked up, now a couple months passed, and Time's going to waste like crumpled up trash, I just get nothing but slack "I swear you should've been a Ford car how I maintenance yo’ ass" High maintenance, my ass! I wish you would’ve put your turn signal on before you turned into a bitch Thought we was good to go, but you was running them red lights They said love was blind, I got caught in yo' headlights, dead [Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator] Talkin’ bout, “You need to be waxed, and be buffer” But you wasn't saying shit when you was yompin' at my muffler I would call you a Rent-A-Car, but If I do that I'm just gonna look like another customer You should think about the passenger, how he felt Cause every time I’m inside of you, no seatbelt So if anything due, have it in stick shift (Bitch) I got O.F. insurance with no interest (Ugh) Broke my fuckin' heart, well I'ma break your fuckin' engine How the hell you runnin' when I a-am barely livin' How can we get far if you never even driven? (How the hell can we get far when you've never driven?) (How the hell can we get really far when you've never driven?) Fuck it, could've had a brand new Lexus like my exes But I went for you, a bucket [Outro: Tyler, The Creator] Shit, shit, but I love it Yeah, I love it I love it I love it Yeah O.F Yo Like, you're [?], like Aye My car Drive my car Drive my car Bitch, shut up, drive my car Drive my car Then fucking drive my car Fucking drive my-