Freestyle at Terry's Studio

[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]

Y'all niggas got problems; what the fuck I got? Burners

What the fuck you saying to a real-ass nigga

Come through the streets, I got my car on ice skates

What the fuck you saying to me dog, I'm mean

Off top, came in, hit him in the spleen

Got a problem with it, chain all clean

Bitches on site, bitch I don't write

Off top, let these niggas know some dog

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]

The AK-47 leave a nigga holey

Red sauce on his shirt, bowl of ravioli

I'm making that cheese, bowl of macaroni

I'm a make you my new tenderoni

[Verse 3: Left Brain]

Creep into your crib, I'll kill your daughter and your son

Then I'll hit you up with a fucking water gun

With the Odd Future water gun, it's on the shirt

I'll put you on the shirt, nigga, in the dirt

I ain't ready to lead the rap

Hold up, nigga

[Verse 4: Tyler, The Creator]

Bring it back

Niggas think the AK shit don't split

I don't give a fuck; I fucked my bitch

[Verse 5: Earl Sweatshirt]

In her pussy, what the fuck you looking at?

Got a problem nigga, I could show you where we cooking at

Real nigga off top with the spit

I'm a rob til I switch to my man Dom Gen

[Verse 6: Domo Genesis]

You already know Young Dom's pop the heater

Come and slam a bitch like a WWE diva

I go H.A.M. on the track, tote the MAC

Any nigga talk shit, I'm a smack him with the strap

I been had bitches, been had money

Been had True Religions nigga, ain't a thing funny

So racked up, I could buy the mall

Come through shopping Mr. Big and Mr. Tall

[Verse 7: Tyler, The Creator]

Yellow diamonds on my neck like a taxicab

Bop, bop, bleed like a Maxipad

[Verse 8: Earl Sweatshirt]

Real nigga off the top with it

Come through, my diamonds look like Clicquot in the spot, nigga

Off top with the spit, bitch

I'm in the lobby, what is it? Piff lit

Real nigga off top, rich, bitch

Burner in the back, smack him in his dick

[Verse 9: Domo Genesis]

I be on the block, I be selling crack

I got that spicy-ass money, call it pepper jack

You know Doms is riding with the heater

I come through

[Verse 10: Tyler, The Creator]

I'm getting this green like a rake

I'm sneaky like a snake

[Verse 11: Left Brain]

I'm a hit a lick

I'm a hit a lick on your bitch tonight, nigga

If she don't act right, nigga, I'm a

Hit a lick on that bitch tonight

Nigga, if she don't act right tonight, I'm a hit

[Verse 12: Na'kel Smith]

Be the witness, my nigga, I sell dope

I got fresh work, it came off the sailboat

Bitch ass niggas

[Verse 13: Matt]

I'm so icy that I need four wrists

Thirty bitches and my wolves in the forest

[Verse 14: Tyler, The Creator]

I'm big shit, you're poo little

Talking to your bitch, I'm Dr. Dolittle