Tyler, The Creator - The Fly who couldn't Fly straight lyrics

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator] Yeah Yo, Gunn, I'ma, I'ma just, I'ma just fu*k around (Ayo) [Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator] I got soul, ni**as ain't gon' hide Think you that big stepper, fu*k around, get your ankles tied I'm hot, boy, I'm from the depths of Hell where you can't survive A cold day feel like a good oven when bakin' pies I'm in that b*tch chillin' like I sang about you were mine, you got it bad You ain't gotta call me or hit my line, just "Brrr, hello?" The doc said I need tranquilizer, new .40 got so much room And still inside, man, "How you doin'?" (b*tch) Bunny hop off me when the money stop and check the ring See the blue moon like some runnin' cops Check the doors, doors bu*terfly like when tummy drops T with that Westside Gunn, you get ya' momma pop (FLYGOD) [Verse 2: Westside Gunn] All red lindell specs Lookin' like Sally Jessy Raphaël in the stretch Corvette (Skrrt) Peace love (Peace love), ayo, posin' with the AK (Brr) My shooter in [?] Yé Dominique, goin' twenty years vacay (Ah) I been on my own dick, fu*k whatever they say (They say) Icon, legend, master my perfection, he's killin' sh*t effortless God-level flow, leather trench on Vetements (Ah) For fiends, Supreme Pyrexs for measurements, devilish Thousand round drum, fun, your head'll spin (Doot, doot, doot) Exorcist, treacherous [Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator] If I was on that, ni**as get slimed out Like egg yolk, I got some contacts that take your eyes out (Ayo) I don't play, that boy on timeout, the Cartier crash I blew the tires out then hopped out (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Like Leapfrog, baby, I'm out my mind now Got too much paper, went overtime, and I ain't sign out I'm that boy, if you need proof, press the rewind now Or go get a MAG, go get lost ni**a and find out, I'm out here