[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Hello, the hype is so mellow
b**h I'm dope but my pipe is so yellow
The blue polka dots, pink stripes and it's pink on the title
n***a f** your role model b**h, I'm my own idol and
If you can't face it my n***a, you can a** it
My accessorize accessories bring out my a**ets
n***a they sound on acid, tablets
Stussy's G-Shock with my custom pair of 3D gla**es
I suffer from ADHD
I should win a f**ing award for being me
Beat banging the tom-toms
My producer selection is fresh n***a, f** Vons
Ace the underdog, thrown them on the back bender
Cause I change my outfit more than transs**uals change gender
Eating Belgian waffles with Italian biscotts
I sold my soul to the devil for thirty percent off
And to you emo kids who walk around pissed off
Step one: pull your panties down and start to piss off
Step two: run to your radio, turn this sh** off
n***a didn't bother, so my father didn't help
So when my mom would beat my a**, she would always hit me
With Gucci belts, Gucci imprint from leather welts
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
I'm so dapper man, funky fresh Dapper Dan
I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand
On award tour, on excursions, I'm a virgin of swap meets
I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure
I'm dope, where the fiends at? Aight, where the jeans at?
The hat, the crew, the t-shirt is Supreme
[Verse 3: Casey Veggies]
And they see me they play Pictionary
I got a good way with words like a dictionary
And in that dictionary my name is by "Fresh"
They at the same spot they making no progress
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
Eargasms they have them
The hotels we staying in twelve star
Tyler say "Yo Casey just write a twelve bar"
If I'm with twelve people, I'm with twelve stars
You haters put up your guards
They against us? Oh no
Red and white diamonds, Supreme box logo