[Intro: Hodgy]
Chordaroy
Chordaroy, ch-chordaroy
Chordaroy, ch-chordaroy
Ch-chordaroy, chordaroy
Ch-chordaroy, chordaroy
Ch-chordaroy, chordaroy
Ch-chordaroy, chordaroy
Ch-chordaroy, chordaroy
Ch-chordaroy, chordaroy
Ch-chordaroy, chordaroy
[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]
We come through mopping, like janitors
Smoking kush nuggets the size of fucking tarantulas
Blow got me amped as fuck, ho niggas backing up
And that nigga Short tell that nigga Jasper swag me up
Swag me up, swag is us, who can tell me how the fuck
Our number one fans is faggots that used to laugh at us
Tell me who's as rad as us, ha, and the answer was
"Um, y'all dope, Wolf Gang just the damper dust"
Yeah, the dapper dogs take your head chop it off
No father, fuck being proper bitch, we're popping off
And to top it off, we dropping monster monologues
That's hot enough to piss your local arson off
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss
Switch swag on you little dick fags (Your bitch ass)
You fucking dead bitch chips, I'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
[Chorus: Hodgy]
She call me crazy (What), they call me crazy (What)
They call me shady (What) but it's the chordaroy life
I'm living baby, I'm living baby
I'm living baby, it's the chordaroy life
And you call me shady, call me crazy
Call me lazy, I ain't your baby
It's the chordaroy life that I'm living hazy
It’s the chordaroy life that I'm living, faze me
[Verse 2: Hodgy]
People love Hodgy, I hate you though
I don't precipitate, bitch, I H2O
And I move across your membrane, you loose against my insane
Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain
I like girls but I don't fuck with tramps
I'm elephant tusking and they succulents
I'm shaving off my boot hairs deciduosly
Break jaws, Mr. Vigora, rigorously
I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze
I cop weed for less of a percentage than I fucking plot seeds
New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection
Bitch, I got my swag card, natural protection
Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons
I brandish and I flash tools and I have fools stepping
I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til' I can see the light
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
[Chorus: Hodgy]
She call me crazy (What), they call me crazy (What)
They call me shady (What) but it's the chordaroy life
I'm living baby, I'm living baby
I'm living baby, it's the chordaroy life
And you call me shady, call me crazy
Call me lazy, I ain't your baby
It's the chordaroy life that I'm living hazy
It’s the chordaroy life that I'm living, faze me
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
When I say "Wolf Gang", you say "Fuck that"
Room full of wolves, inhalers and used blunt wraps
Fingers in the middle of bitches bodacious buttcracks
Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped (Aah!)
This that fuck music here, let a couple sluts use it
Show their boobs, and I'll hop out the booth when I'm done pooping
Grab a couple gats, stuff 'em in the backpack
Then take them to school for show and tell day screaming "Fuck students"
Backing up a bunch of fatherless kids and a pack of dust
Could fucking splat and show you the fucking Iraq in us
A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggas the size of Shaq
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
Killing these niggas off quick
Don't believe me? Then watch me empty out a full clip
Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch
That wasn't bullets, that was copies of Bastard, you bitch (Bitch)
[Chorus: Hodgy]
She call me crazy (What), they call me crazy (What)
They call me shady (What) but it's the chordaroy life
I'm living baby, I'm living baby
I'm living baby, it's the chordaroy life
And you call me shady, call me crazy
Call me lazy, I ain't your baby
It's the chordaroy life that I'm living hazy
It’s the chordaroy life that I'm living, faze me
[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Wolf Gang
Free Earl
We see you, nigger
BlackenedWhite in this motherfucker, what?
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