Tyler, The Creator - Rusty Lyrics




[Intro]
I'm saying, you know, like
All I ever told you to do was grow up, don't grow down
You know, like, you know, grow up
Don't grow down, grow out
You go from being a kid, doing your thing, hanging out with your friends
Months later you're world famous
You're a gay rights activist, and you don't even know it
You know what, I don't wanna say it to you no more, Tyler
Fuck you Tyler

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
Watch me get this money nigga, tired of being hungry nigga
Nothing funny, sass me while I'm thrashing, I'mma punch you, nigga
Never made of plastic, I'm a savage, you look lunch my nigga
Passing all you hating fucking fags we don't discuss, my nigga
We ain't on no jolly shit and we don't pop no mollies, bitch
I'm hockin', spitting got some niggas out here poppin' ollie switch
Buncha novices, Odd Future the squad, is thick
Them young niggas is back and brash, attacking with no common sense
We the last of a dying breed
And we don't give a fuck, so we cannot supply your needs
You stupid niggas who had said our hype is dying, please
My pocket's solid, making profit off the highest tees
Bitch, merch twerk as I get on the verse, cursin'
Nigga Dom so cool, I refer him in third person
Watch me get this money, I'm up when the bird's chirpin'
Make actions, fuck rehearsing

[Hook x2: Domo Genesis]
Nigga, summer, fall, winter-time, 24/365
You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
In a world where kids my age are popping mollies with leather
Sitting on Tumblr, never outside or enjoying the weather
Can name a sweater, but not a talent or don't know if whether
Or not they got one, tried to change their life for the better
I was a drama club kid, I run where the fun did, my nuts itched
I was defiant, always said, "Fuck shit"
Hated the popular ones, now I'm the popular one
Also hated homes too, til I start coppin' me some
See I don't beez in the trap, nigga, I beez in the b's
And I be gassin' up my buzz like some bees at a Shell
Fucking sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on Adele
And bitches getting touchy-feely like they reading some braille
I bust quick like gun-holders with short tempers, and well
I tried to tell the kids, like fuck it, start being yourself
These fucking rappers got stylist, it's cause they can't think for themselves
See, they don't have an identity, so they needed some help, but
Really, boy? Posers looking silly boy
I'm in that past season 'Preme shit, older than Tity Boi
Not a diss, but same with ice cream, my shit is (Diddy Riese)
Na'kel Smith. Transworld page 64
Poppin' like oil, ollies, and fire flames
I'm harder than DJ Khaled playing the fucking quiet game
The fuck am I saying? Tyler's not even a violent name
I'm 'bout as threatening as stained windbreakers in hurricanes
But he rapes women, and spit wrong, like he hates dentists
God damn menace, 666 and he's not finished
And my shit's missing, he hates women, but loves kittens
See y'all niggas trippin' man
Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong
Saying I hate gays even though Frank is on 10 of my songs
Look at that Mom who thinks I'm evil, hold that grudge against me
Though I'm the reason that her motherfucking son got to eat
Look at the kid who had the 9 and tried to blow out his mind
But talk is money, I said, "Hi," I guess I bought him some time
Look at the ones in the crowd. That shit is barnacles, huh?
They thought I wasn't fair until I threw a carnival, huh?
But then again, I'm an atheist that just worships Satan
And it's probably why I'm not getting no fucking album placements
And MTV could suck my dick, and I ain't fuckin' playing
Bruh, they never played it, I just won shit for their fucking ratings
"Analog" fans are getting sick of the rape
All the "Tron Cat" fans are getting sick of the lakes
But what about me, bitch? I'm getting sick of complaints
But I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the bank
Over and over, shit, who gives a fuck what I think?
My fans don't, they turning on me, shit, they're almost extinct
Fuck buying studio time. I'mma go purchase a shrink
Record the session and send all you motherfuckers a link, bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Earl Sweatshirt]
This shit just like the nights I look forward to not remembering
So much for being sober, I hope that you can forgive me
But Momma, I'm close to the edge as possible (Why don't you jump you fucking pussy?)
All I'm seeing is the drop in my ocular, jumping like they told me
That the 40's half off, like you know that cliff
Don't need a therapist to tell him he could float that shit (Fucking faggot)
Or get compared to fucking pair with all the program kids
So maybe a pair of pale bitches for the gonads lick (I'll show you)
Malt liquor filling me up, and all us not giving no fucks and
All of them sensitive chumps in awe when that pistol erupts (Pistol, I got one!)
Dirty one spitting that sumpy raw till his wrists in the cuffs
Brother the Pigeons is us
Bid you goodnight and good luck
(Oh, shut the fuck up!)
[Gunshot]

[Outro: Sam]
Samuel's here
Where's Wolf?
Fucking faggot
Salem was mine, bitch
Was that good enough, you fucking pussy?





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Tyler, The Creator Rusty Comments
  1. Mahlatse Matlala

    FUCK YOU TYLER!

  2. Sometimes Movies suck

    Came here after the lettermen video, just needed to taste the explicit version.

  3. Chapp Bandz

    Tyler snapped

  4. owl

    Still Tyler's best verse in my opinion

  5. Arafat Hossain

    Where the mollies @

  6. Aubrey PUlido

    Make actions fuck rehearsal

  7. Mmmm D

    some fall off gracefully, some fall off like this...

  8. Marsel Music

    Holy shit I just noticed that eyeball in the tree, it's 2:42 am run and I won't be able to sleep rn

  9. Kristian Holman

    Bro the way tyler spit on this was just disgusting

  10. Lonjemarieswisdom Aina

    This is AWESOME!!!! Thank you!!!

  11. shorai kaseke

    2019 OF FOREVER

  12. DrebinBeats

    watch me get this money homie

  13. Mike Corseri

    domo threw this thing to the fires

  14. Angel Martinez

    Cats: Meow Meow
    Dogs: Bark Bark
    Retards: 2019? 2019?

  15. Joe Guthrie

    It’s always refreshing to go back yah know

  16. XXXTENTACION

    News flock gang wya

  17. FREDDY!

    news/flock :)

  18. Galaxy Sky

    NEWS FLOCK WE GOT IT BOYZ

  19. Pouva

    xxxtentacion news Flock

  20. Tommy Rodriguez

    Still cold in 2019 heading into 2020

  21. Lirkn

    Who still Jamming this in 2019?

    Darrekk Dodson

    Probably his hardest song tbh

  22. isa

    tyler made a whole new breed of kids
    such as me and many many many others

    Tommy Rodriguez

    isa I think about this all the time

  23. elijah williams

    Forgotten classic

  24. Crunt Nugget

    Best of modern rapp

  25. binoo 52

    I still listen to this song to this day

  26. Pending Poltergeist

    I can feel my high coming on listening to it

  27. Potato Pi

    Wolf was a masterpiece

  28. PeteSanctions

    I've been a fan of this song for years and just now noticed they sampled the Crying Woman from the video games Eternal Darkness/Legacy Of Kain: Defiance

  29. Brendan

    I really can believe its been 6 and 1/2 years. LOVE this song. I guess we found out who Tyler's real friends were while the group kinda went its separate ways.

  30. junked

    **m y n u t s i t c h**

    The N.E.F.T.U. Network

    My nut sitch

  31. Loner

    I'm saying, you know, like. All I ever told you to do was grow up, don't grow down. You know, like, you know, grow up. Don't grow down, grow out. You go from being a kid, just doing your thing, hanging out with your friends. Months later you're world famous. You're a gay rights activist, and you don't even know it. You know what, I don't wanna say it to you no more, Tyler. Fuck you, Tyler!"

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
Watch me get this money, nigga; tired of being hungry, nigga
Nothing funny, sass me while I'm thrashing, I'ma punch you, nigga
Never made of plastic, I'm a savage -- you look lunch, my nigga
Passing all you hating fucking fags we don't discuss, my nigga
We ain't on no jolly shit and we don't pop no Mollies, bitch
I'm hocking, spitting got some niggas out here popping Ollie switch
Buncha novices, Odd Future the squad is thick
Them young niggas is back and brash, attacking with no common sense
We the last of a dying breed
And we don't give a fuck, so we cannot supply your needs
You stupid niggas who had said our hype is dying, please
My pockets solid, making profit off the highest tees
Bitch, merch twerk as I get on the verse, cursing
Nigga Dom so cool, I refer him in third person
Watch me get this money, I'm up when the birds chirping
Make actions, fuck rehearsing

[Hook: Domo Genesis]
Nigga, summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine
Summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
In a world where kids my age are popping Mollies with leather
Sitting on Tumblr, never outside or enjoying the weather
Can name a sweater, but not a talent or don't know if whether
Or not they got one, tried to change their life for the better
I was the drama club kid, I run where the fun did, my nuts itched
I was defiant, always said, "Fuck shit"
Hated the popular ones, now I'm the popular one
Also hated homes too, til I start coppin' me some
See I don't beez in the trap, nigga, I beez in the b's
And I be gassing up my buzz like some bees at a Shell
Fucking sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on Adele
And bitches getting touchy-feely like they reading some Braille
I bust quick like gun-holders with short tempers, and well
I tried to tell the kids, like fuck it, start being yourself
These fucking rappers got stylists cause they can't think for themselves
See, they don't have an identity, so they needed some help, but
Really, boy? Poseurs looking silly, boy
I'm in that past season 'Preme shit, older than Tity Boi
Not a diss, but same with ice cream, my shit is Diddy Riese
Na'kel Smith, Transworld page 64
Poppin' like oil ollie in fire flames
I'm harder than DJ Khaled playing the fucking quiet game
The fuck am I saying? Tyler's not even a violent name
About as threatening as stained windbreakers in hurricanes
But he rapes women, and spit wrong, like he hates dentists
God damn menace, 666 and he's not finished
And my shit's missing, he hates women, but love kittens?
See y'all niggas tripping, man
Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong
Saying I hate gays even though Frank is on 10 of my songs
Look at that Mom who thinks I'm evil, hold that grudge against me
Though I'm the reason that her motherfucking son got to eat
Look at the kid who had the 9 and tried to blow out his mind
But talk is money, I said, "Hi," I guess I bought him some time
Look at the ones in the crowd -- that shit is barnacles, huh?
They thought I wasn't fair until I threw a carnival, huh?
But then again, I'm an atheist that just worships Satan
And it's probably why I'm not getting no fucking album placements
And MTV could suck my dick, and I ain't fuckin' playing
Bruh, they never played it, I just won shit for they fucking ratings
"Analog" fans are getting sick of the rape
All the "Tron Cat" fans are getting sick of the lakes
But what about me, bitch? I'm getting sick of complaints
But I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the bank
Oh but no but, shit, who really gives a fuck what I think?
My fans don't, they turning on me, shit, they're almost extinct
Fuck buying studio time, I'ma go purchase a shrink
Record the session and send all you motherfuckers a link, bitch

[Hook: Domo Genesis]
Nigga, summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

[Hook: Domo Genesis]
Summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

[Verse 3: Earl Sweatshirt]
This shit just like the nights I look forward to not remembering
So much for being sober, I hope that you can forgive me
But Momma, I'm close to the edge as possible (Why don't you jump, you fucking pussy?)
All I’m seeing is the drop in my ocular, jumping like they told me
That the 40's half off, like you know that cliff
Don't need a therapist to tell him he could float that shit (Fucking faggot)
Or get compared to fucking pair with all the program kids
So maybe a pair of pale bitches for the gonads lick (I'll show you)
Malt liquor filling me up, and all us not giving no fucks and
All of them sensitive chumps in awe when that pistol erupts (Pistol, I got one!)
Dirty one spitting that sumpy raw till his wrists in the cuffs
Brother the Pigeons is us
Bid you goodnight and good luck
(Oh, shut the fuck up!)
(Gunshot)

[Sam]
Samuel's here! Where's Wolf? Fucking faggot. Salem was mine, bitch! Was that good enough, you fucking pussy?

  32. Trey Grube

    this is tyler’s best and deepest song on opinions and just blows all opinion aways

  33. Apex Pharaoh Beats

    props if u still listening in 2019

  34. elder jerome

    Shout out to Dill

  35. elder jerome

    GOLF WANG

  36. Jibril Jalloh

    2:45 is my favourite part

  37. Live Numb

    Goddamn it Samuel! you killed Earl ☹

  38. Cinomatix

    Domo went crazy in this one

  39. Robert Scott

    Tyler ruins this song smh

    The N.E.F.T.U. Network

    Naw, the only thing he ruined was the end of Earl's verse..but even that skit was neccessary

    Ol' Whippersnapper

    @Robert Scott an objective fact is an oxymoron

    Robert Scott

    @Ol' Whippersnapper racecar backwards

    Ol' Whippersnapper

    @Robert Scott what does that prove? That's a fact. The thing you said was an oxymoron

    Robert Scott

    @Ol' Whippersnapper an objective fact isn't even an oxymoron, a subjective fact would be

  40. facika tafara

    I'm literally rapping you as a master of yourself

  41. facika tafara

    I'm literally telling you to kill yourself with my creation

  42. facika tafara

    I just literally heard a gun shot and not shook

  43. facika tafara

    You're dick looks like a scab tree

    I know my name sucks but it was the only one left

    Wtf dude

  44. facika tafara

    Guess who I am

  45. facika tafara

    You're about five ten

  46. The Bomb diggity

    They gave the most talented rapper here less than a minute to rap

    MapleMilk

    Everyone else had to make up time

  47. Matheus cruz

    [Intro]
    "I'm saying, you know, like. All I ever told you to do was grow up, don't grow down. You know, like, you know, grow up. Don't grow down, grow out. You go from being a kid, just doing your thing, hanging out with your friends. Months later you're world famous. You're a gay rights activist, and you don't even know it. You know what, I don't wanna say it to you no more, Tyler. Fuck you, Tyler!"

    [Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
    Watch me get this money, nigga; tired of being hungry, nigga
    Nothing funny, sass me while I'm thrashing, I'ma punch you, nigga
    Never made of plastic, I'm a savage -- you look lunch, my nigga
    Passing all you hating fucking fags we don't discuss, my nigga
    We ain't on no jolly shit and we don't pop no Mollies, bitch
    I'm hocking, spitting got some niggas out here popping Ollie switch
    Buncha novices, Odd Future the squad is thick
    Them young niggas is back and brash, attacking with no common sense
    We the last of a dying breed
    And we don't give a fuck, so we cannot supply your needs
    You stupid niggas who had said our hype is dying, please
    My pockets solid, making profit off the highest tees
    Bitch, merch twerk as I get on the verse, cursing
    Nigga Dom so cool, I refer him in third person
    Watch me get this money, I'm up when the birds chirping
    Make actions, fuck rehearsing

    [Hook: Domo Genesis]
    Nigga, summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine
    Summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

    [Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
    In a world where kids my age are popping Mollies with leather
    Sitting on Tumblr, never outside or enjoying the weather
    Can name a sweater, but not a talent or don't know if whether
    Or not they got one, tried to change their life for the better
    I was the drama club kid, I run where the fun did, my nuts itched
    I was defiant, always said, "Fuck shit"
    Hated the popular ones, now I'm the popular one
    Also hated homes too, til I start coppin' me some
    See I don't beez in the trap, nigga, I beez in the b's
    And I be gassing up my buzz like some bees at a Shell
    Fucking sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on Adele
    And bitches getting touchy-feely like they reading some Braille
    I bust quick like gun-holders with short tempers, and well
    I tried to tell the kids, like fuck it, start being yourself
    These fucking rappers got stylists cause they can't think for themselves
    See, they don't have an identity, so they needed some help, but
    Really, boy? Poseurs looking silly, boy
    I'm in that past season 'Preme shit, older than Tity Boi
    Not a diss, but same with ice cream, my shit is Diddy Riese
    Na'kel Smith, Transworld page 64
    Poppin' like oil ollie in fire flames
    I'm harder than DJ Khaled playing the fucking quiet game
    The fuck am I saying? Tyler's not even a violent name
    About as threatening as stained windbreakers in hurricanes
    But he rapes women, and spit wrong, like he hates dentists
    God damn menace, 666 and he's not finished
    And my shit's missing, he hates women, but love kittens?
    See y'all niggas tripping, man
    Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong
    Saying I hate gays even though Frank is on 10 of my songs
    Look at that Mom who thinks I'm evil, hold that grudge against me
    Though I'm the reason that her motherfucking son got to eat
    Look at the kid who had the 9 and tried to blow out his mind
    But talk is money, I said, "Hi," I guess I bought him some time
    Look at the ones in the crowd -- that shit is barnacles, huh?
    They thought I wasn't fair until I threw a carnival, huh?
    But then again, I'm an atheist that just worships Satan
    And it's probably why I'm not getting no fucking album placements
    And MTV could suck my dick, and I ain't fuckin' playing
    Bruh, they never played it, I just won shit for they fucking ratings
    "Analog" fans are getting sick of the rape
    All the "Tron Cat" fans are getting sick of the lakes
    But what about me, bitch? I'm getting sick of complaints
    But I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the bank
    Oh but no but, shit, who really gives a fuck what I think?
    My fans don't, they turning on me, shit, they're almost extinct
    Fuck buying studio time, I'ma go purchase a shrink
    Record the session and send all you motherfuckers a link, bitch

    [Hook: Domo Genesis]
    Nigga, summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

    [Hook: Domo Genesis]
    Summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

    [Verse 3: Earl Sweatshirt]
    This shit just like the nights I look forward to not remembering
    So much for being sober, I hope that you can forgive me
    But Momma, I'm close to the edge as possible (Why don't you jump, you fucking pussy?)
    All I’m seeing is the drop in my ocular, jumping like they told me
    That the 40's half off, like you know that cliff
    Don't need a therapist to tell him he could float that shit (Fucking faggot)
    Or get compared to fucking pair with all the program kids
    So maybe a pair of pale bitches for the gonads lick (I'll show you)
    Malt liquor filling me up, and all us not giving no fucks and
    All of them sensitive chumps in awe when that pistol erupts (Pistol, I got one!)
    Dirty one spitting that sumpy raw till his wrists in the cuffs
    Brother the Pigeons is us
    Bid you goodnight and good luck
    (Oh, shut the fuck up!)
    (Gunshot)

    [Sam]
    Samuel's here! Where's Wolf? Fucking faggot. Salem was mine, bitch! Was that good enough, you fucking pussy?

  48. Logan Scott

    A simpler time...

  49. Tristan Bulluss

    Why am I getting kids toys adds?. If youve figured out that I have autism youtube false alarm it turns out that I have medication resistant chronic schizophrenia.

  50. OFFICIAL WAFER

    What the fuck the first verse was insane

  51. Chinese Boxing Style Kanye

    fuck you tyler

  52. I Eat Garbage

    2:01
    Sounds kinda gay ngl

  53. Prototype Akumu

    Easily listened to this song over a 1000 times. Best Tyler song imo.

  54. Akane Is Bae

    I'm a Tron Cat fan and I'm definitely sick of the lakes rn.

    swage cate

    but what about tyler,bitch?hes getting sick of complaints.

  55. Derrick M

    GROW UP TYLER

    Ol' Whippersnapper

    @swage cate true true fr fr

  56. stanley cash

    The classic Pharrell four count intro on the subs real niggas know what's up!

  57. TheCulture ForAll

    I miss old Tyler so much. Tf happen to homie.

    sil_spatafora

    TheCulture ForAll he grew up

    swage cate

    tylers still alive,what you mean "miss"?

  58. MegaLakeStar

    ain't heard this in years, holy shit this is a fucking amazing track just like i remember. wolf still my fav tyler album even after all these years. not to be that nigga but shit really do remind me of my first years of highschool

  59. DontGetMadd

    WOLF backwards spells FLOW...

  60. Zelgaro

    Was this the last year that saying "f*ggot* was ok? Feels like the attitude around that changed drastically. You can NEVER say it anymore.

    swage cate

    @olivegardenbreadstickfanatic 2009 yes it is the real john wick (from fortnite),ask me anything!

    olivegardenbreadstickfanatic 2009

    @swage cate how does it feel to be in fortnite? (The epicest game)

    swage cate

    @olivegardenbreadstickfanatic 2009 my wife left me

    olivegardenbreadstickfanatic 2009

    @swage cate enjoy the free time!!1

    The N.E.F.T.U. Network

    Dave Chappelle Sticks and Stones (netflix)...nigga

  61. based rojas

    screams nostalgia

  62. tradez401

    DOPE SONG BUT I DIDNT LIKE HOW TYLER WAS INTERRUPTING EARLS VERSE HE WAS GOIN OFF.....

  63. gamer golf

    *MY NUTS ITCH*

  64. Trunks

    This is his best song imo

  65. randyco

    "gay rights activists and you don't even know it"
    oh no no no

  66. Insamurfac coffinfever

    This shit still hits hard

  67. Ariel Benitez

    [Intro]
    "I'm saying, you know, like. All I ever told you to do was grow up, don't grow down. You know, like, you know, grow up. Don't grow down, grow out. You go from being a kid, just doing your thing, hanging out with your friends. Months later you're world famous. You're a gay rights activist, and you don't even know it. You know what, I don't wanna say it to you no more, Tyler. Fuck you, Tyler!"

    [Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
    Watch me get this money, nigga; tired of being hungry, nigga
    Nothing funny, sass me while I'm thrashing, I'ma punch you, nigga
    Never made of plastic, I'm a savage -- you look lunch, my nigga
    Passing all you hating fucking fags we don't discuss, my nigga
    We ain't on no jolly shit and we don't pop no Mollies, bitch
    I'm hocking, spitting got some niggas out here popping Ollie switch
    Buncha novices, Odd Future the squad is thick
    Them young niggas is back and brash, attacking with no common sense
    We the last of a dying breed
    And we don't give a fuck, so we cannot supply your needs
    You stupid niggas who had said our hype is dying, please
    My pockets solid, making profit off the highest tees
    Bitch, merch twerk as I get on the verse, cursing
    Nigga Dom so cool, I refer him in third person
    Watch me get this money, I'm up when the birds chirping
    Make actions, fuck rehearsing

    [Hook: Domo Genesis]
    Nigga, summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine
    Summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

    [Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
    In a world where kids my age are popping Mollies with leather
    Sitting on Tumblr, never outside or enjoying the weather
    Can name a sweater, but not a talent or don't know if whether
    Or not they got one, tried to change their life for the better
    I was the drama club kid, I run where the fun did, my nuts itched
    I was defiant, always said, "Fuck shit"
    Hated the popular ones, now I'm the popular one
    Also hated homes too, til I start coppin' me some
    See I don't beez in the trap, nigga, I beez in the b's
    And I be gassing up my buzz like some bees at a Shell
    Fucking sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on Adele
    And bitches getting touchy-feely like they reading some Braille
    I bust quick like gun-holders with short tempers, and well
    I tried to tell the kids, like fuck it, start being yourself
    These fucking rappers got stylists cause they can't think for themselves
    See, they don't have an identity, so they needed some help, but
    Really, boy? Poseurs looking silly, boy
    I'm in that past season 'Preme shit, older than Tity Boi
    Not a diss, but same with ice cream, my shit is Diddy Riese
    Na'kel Smith, Transworld page 64
    Poppin' like oil ollie in fire flames
    I'm harder than DJ Khaled playing the fucking quiet game
    The fuck am I saying? Tyler's not even a violent name
    About as threatening as stained windbreakers in hurricanes
    But he rapes women, and spit wrong, like he hates dentists
    God damn menace, 666 and he's not finished
    And my shit's missing, he hates women, but love kittens?
    See y'all niggas tripping, man
    Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong
    Saying I hate gays even though Frank is on 10 of my songs
    Look at that Mom who thinks I'm evil, hold that grudge against me
    Though I'm the reason that her motherfucking son got to eat
    Look at the kid who had the 9 and tried to blow out his mind
    But talk is money, I said, "Hi," I guess I bought him some time
    Look at the ones in the crowd -- that shit is barnacles, huh?
    They thought I wasn't fair until I threw a carnival, huh?
    But then again, I'm an atheist that just worships Satan
    And it's probably why I'm not getting no fucking album placements
    And MTV could suck my dick, and I ain't fuckin' playing
    Bruh, they never played it, I just won shit for they fucking ratings
    "Analog" fans are getting sick of the rape
    All the "Tron Cat" fans are getting sick of the lakes
    But what about me, bitch? I'm getting sick of complaints
    But I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the bank
    Oh but no but, shit, who really gives a fuck what I think?
    My fans don't, they turning on me, shit, they're almost extinct
    Fuck buying studio time, I'ma go purchase a shrink
    Record the session and send all you motherfuckers a link, bitch

    [Hook: Domo Genesis]
    Nigga, summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

    [Hook: Domo Genesis]
    Summer, fall, wintertime, twenty-four, three-sixty-five
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

    [Verse 3: Earl Sweatshirt]
    This shit just like the nights I look forward to not remembering
    So much for being sober, I hope that you can forgive me
    But Momma, I'm close to the edge as possible (Why don't you jump, you fucking pussy?)
    All I’m seeing is the drop in my ocular, jumping like they told me
    That the 40's half off, like you know that cliff
    Don't need a therapist to tell him he could float that shit (Fucking faggot)
    Or get compared to fucking pair with all the program kids
    So maybe a pair of pale bitches for the gonads lick (I'll show you)
    Malt liquor filling me up, and all us not giving no fucks and
    All of them sensitive chumps in awe when that pistol erupts (Pistol, I got one!)
    Dirty one spitting that sumpy raw till his wrists in the cuffs
    Brother the Pigeons is us
    Bid you goodnight and good luck
    (Oh, shut the fuck up!)
    (Gunshot)

    [Sam]
    Samuel's here! Where's Wolf? Fucking faggot. Salem was mine, bitch! Was that good enough, you fucking pussy?

    CONTRIBUTE

  68. 5inister _

    Really boy
    Posers lookin sillyboy
    I’m in that past season *preme* shit
    Older than titty boy

  69. 5inister _

    Jason dill on the intro is *FUCKING AWESOME* <<<

  70. Relly Thegreatt

    Fucking love Tyler

  71. Ishmael Seneca

    This song is off the hook

  72. Raaap Shit

    Tyler the best on this bitch 👌👌

  73. Brían Regan

    *uploaded for educational use*

  74. OGPhlexOfficial

    Brothers and Pigeons is us, bid you Goodnight n Goodluck

  75. General Cookies

    Best surfin song

  76. ThePurestMayhem

    we can all agree right? fuck DJ khaled

  77. xXPsilocybinXx

    Earl's verse is still GOAT

  78. MaYbE?

    why the fuck is wolf so underrated, best album by Tyler don't talk to me bitch

  79. Lukas Balestracci

    Hands down the best Tyler Verse of all time

  80. Mr Papagiorgio

    I thought that was taco in the intro but according to genius its a skater named Jason Dill

  81. Hip-Hop Top 9s

    Earls verse was really good but somehow the goat Earl Sweatshirt performed the worst on a song which is very rare

  82. Jayenchy

    You can hear Domo’s hunger in the first verse damn

    Darryl Brooks

    Super underrated

  83. ItsGhostyy

    Lyrics to Rusty :

    Watch me get this money nigga, tired of being hungry nigga
    Nothing funny, sass me while I'm thrashing, I'ma punch a nigga
    Never made of plastic, I'm a savage, you look lunch my nigga
    Passing all you hating fucking fags we don't discuss, my nigga

    We ain't on no jolly shit and we don't pop no mollies, bitch
    I'm hockin', spitting got some niggas out here poppin' Ollie switch
    Buncha novices, odd future the squad, its thick
    Them young niggas is back and brash, attacking with no common sense

    We the last of a dying breed
    And we don't give a fuck, so we cannot supply your needs
    You stupid niggas who had said our hype is dying, please
    My pocket's solid, making profit off the highest tees


    Bitch, twerk as I get on the verse, cursin'
    Nigga Dom so cool, I refer him in third person
    Watch me get this money, I'm up when the bird's chirpin'
    Make actions, fuck rehearsing


    Nigga, summer, fall, winter-time, 24/365
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine
    Nigga, summer, fall, winter-time, 24/365
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

    In a world where kids my age are popping mollies with leather
    Sitting on tumblr, never outside or enjoying the weather
    Can name a sweater, but not a talent or don't know if whether
    Or not they got one, tried to change their life for the better

    I was a drama club kid, I'd run with a fun dip, my nuts itched
    I was defiant, always said, "fuck shit"
    Hated the popular ones, now I'm the popular one
    Also hated homes too, til I start coppin' me some
    See I don't beez in the trap, nigga, I beez in the b's
    And I be gassin' in my buzz like some bees in a shell
    Fucking sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on Adele
    And bitches getting touchy-feely like they reading some braille

    I bust quick like gun-holders with short tempers, and well
    I tried to tell the kids, like fuck it, start being yourself
    These fucking rappers got stylists, it's cause they can't think for themselves
    See, they don't have an identity, so they needed some help, but

    Really, boy posers looking silly boy
    I'm in that past season 'preme shit, older than Tity Boi
    Not a diss, but same with ice cream, my shit is (diddy riese)
    Na'kel smith transworld page 64
    Poppin' like oil, ollies, and fire flames
    I'm harder than DJ Khaled playing the fucking quiet game
    The fuck am I saying? Tyler's not even a violent name
    I'm 'bout as threatening as stained windbreakers in hurricanes

    But he rapes women, and spit wrong, like he hate dentists
    God damn menace, 666 and he's not finished
    And my shit's missing, he hates women, but loves kittens
    See y'all niggas trippin' man

    Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong
    Saying I hate gays even though frank is on 10 of my songs
    Look at that mom who thinks I'm evil, hold that grudge against me
    Though I'm the reason that her motherfucking son got to eat
    Look at the kid who had the 9 and tried to blow out his mind
    But talk is money, I said, "hi, " I guess I bought him some time

    Look at the ones in the crowd, that shit is barnacles, huh?
    They thought I wasn't fair until I threw a carnival, huh?

    But then again, I'm an atheist that just worships Satan
    And it's probably why I'm not getting no fucking album placements
    And MTV could suck my dick, and I ain't fuckin' playing
    Bruh, they never played it, I just won shit for their fucking ratings

    "Analog" fans are getting sick of the rape
    All the Tron Cat fans are getting sick of the lakes
    But what about me, bitch? I'm getting sick of complaints
    But I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the bank
    Over and over, shit, who really gives a fuck what I think?
    My fans don't think turning on me, shit, they're almost extinct
    Fuck buying studio time I'ma go purchase a shrink
    Record the session and send all you motherfuckers a link, bitch

    Nigga, summer, fall, winter-time, 24/365
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine
    Nigga, summer, fall, winter-time, 24/365
    You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have plenty time
    Flying out at any time, getting money, any grind
    You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine

    This shit just like the nights I look forward to not remembering
    So much for being sober, I hope that you can forgive me
    But momma, I'm close to the edge as possible (why don't you jump you fucking pussy?)
    I'm seeing it's a drop in my ocular, jumping like they told me
    That the 40's half off, like you know that cliff
    Don't need a therapist to tell him he could float that shit (fucking faggot)
    Or get compared to fucking pair with all the program kids
    So maybe a pair of pale bitches for the gonads lick (I'll show you)

    Malt liquor filling me up, and all us not giving no fucks and
    All of them sensitive chumps in awe when that pistol erupts (pistol, I got one!)
    Dirty one spitting that sumpy raw till his wrists in the cuffs
    Bitch gotta (Oh, shut the fuck up!)

  84. fuckedupinfant

    the last time tyler and earl colabbed.

  85. John Romano

    This is soo good. I hear a lot of RZA influence in this beat. Sounds like it could've been a beat on GZA's 1995 release "Liquid Swords" or on The Gravediggaz debut album. #wutangforever👌💣💥🎶

  86. Caleb Johnson

    “Dom so cool I refer him in 3rd person”

  87. The Anime G

    We are the last of a dying breed

  88. Salvador Castillo

    “”””you’re a gay activist and don’t even know it””””

  89. scoof

    peep the 4 beat intro, pharrell inspires everyone i swear

  90. Call Me Quavo Ratatouille

    Every time i listen to this i can just picture Tyler and Earl in the back dancing

  91. Ashman 1104

    God this song is such an experience

  92. Michael Kozy

    Such a hard verse by Tyler

  93. fred flint michigan

    When dad died, mom said let batman begin, Bruce Wayne, youth was insane, used my brain to forget my pain, now I shoot before I aim cus I dont care who I hit, dhit it was you to blame, your standing in my fucking way, let me spray, gaga like that lady, you gaga like a baby, glue your shade that you threw at my face, now I'm wearing bans that's look like Ray's, I think I'm stinging like a jelly fish you bitches might need my piss, to feel better isnt life a beach cus her vagina is sandy and the granite on this planet is hot, my skins damaged, peeled of some of it vanished, damnit dog