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[Chorus: Earl Sweatshirt]

All the bad bitches boo when you rap

I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact

I got one in the front and two in the back

And the bitches keep screamin' "Odd Future is back"

All the bad bitches boo when you rap

I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact

I got one in the front and two in the back (Yeah, Earl Sweat, uh)

And the bitches keep screamin' "Odd Future is back"

[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]

Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk

While I invest stock in wet rock

Smoke with all the big bitches, bumpin' "Bedrock"

Sub in the trunk, thumpin' up against the dead cops

And pop it like I tossed a match in the engine

And go harder than a fuckin' crack intervention

Clown of the class and the last to attend it

Big Earl make you fags stand at attention

Odd Future, I'm your motherfuckin' general

Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go

Girl, you ain't even gotta ask 'cause you finna know

Why this Playboy so sticky in the centerfold

Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes

Hit 'em low, riddle them with Chronicles of Riddick bows

Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow

So I'm walkin' out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'

[Chorus: Earl Sweatshirt]

All the bad bitches boo when you rap

I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact

I got one in the front and two in the back

And the bitches keep screamin' "Odd Future is back"

All the bad bitches boo when you rap

I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact

I got one in the front and two in the back

And the bitches keep screamin' "Odd Future is back"

[Verse 2: Vince Staples]

Black Ted Bundy, sick as John Gacy

Chillin' with a possible victim, she was eighteen

A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store

She frequented to help support the habit picked up in the fourth

Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwin' it

Slipped a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin

Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet

She's kickin' and screamin', beggin' for me to fucking stop it (Ahhhhh!)

Look, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitch

So, sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit

Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow around your bloody neck

Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette

Mop the blood up, put the body in the apartment

Stash it where we hide the marijuana and the condoms

"Hey, what's that?", don't touch it or even fuckin' look

You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking book

[Chorus: Earl Sweatshirt]

All the bad bitches boo when you rap

I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact

I got one in the front and two in the back

And the bitches keep screamin' "Odd Future is back"

All the bad bitches boo when you rap

I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact

I got one in the front and two in the back

And the bitches keep screamin' "Odd Future is back"

[Verse 3: Earl Sweatshirt, Vince Staples & Hodgy Beats]

Yo, Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night

They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like

Damn right, red light, ran right through it

"You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you doin'?"

"Well, maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruisin'

And you wouldn't be sittin', boohooin' 'bout your bruises

But no, you wanna be Miss Fuck-With-The-Music"

I'm zonin' on Relapse, she's slidin' on Blueprint

Three seconds it takes for her to turn blue

With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped movin'

Pulse stops too, in the back, look confused

As I turn to tell 'em both not to do shit stupid

Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, shit

Swerved to the shoulder, tell 'em both "No movin'

Sit down in the back 'cause the windows tinted"

As I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship

"Aren't you a little too young to be drivin'?"

"Look, officer, I'm just tryna get home"

"Get out the fuckin' car with your license and registration"

"I ain't gettin' outta shit, and you're startin' to try my patience"

Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Hummin' bike

Reached to the glove', grabbed the motherfuckin' huntin' knife

Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped

Back to the fuckin' crib for some tea and crumpets, shit

[Outro: Earl Sweatshirt]

All the bad bitches boo when you rap

I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact

A dead one in the front, dead cop in the back

And two live bitches screamin' "Odd Future is back"