Artist: Odd Future (OFWGKTA) Album: The Odd Future Tape Volume 2 Song: Rella Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] I fucked this flow [Hodgy Beats] This is my electronic press kit, an artist on fresh shit Nigga recollect bitch, grow grey hairs, don't stress it I text message messages to fuckin estrogen She lets me in, I sex her then she sexier than, my leather vans Cause I never am purchasin, reimbursin your currency Put your body on the curb you see to work the street, I hearse the streets Heard she sweet, she Hershey's sweet, but me I'm extravagent Hop on the bandwagon kid, I'm about to tell you some tragic shit The love is lost and the drugs they cost, in the studio mixin raw Bitchs shit in my drawers like you piss in my drawers Nigga my dick's in her jaw I'm Wes' Snipes with lead pipes, don't dabble with the apple Cause a swagger like mine turn them apples into Snapple Fuck the pick of the raffle, king of the castle Nigga, Genghis Khan mansion, we the Marilyn Manson Makin money in the present, in a safe for my grandsons African drugs for when the champ come (beeitch~!) [Domo Genesis] Suicide watch nigga, kill yourself Opposition who? Nigga reveal yourself How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself? +Splinter Cell+ creepin in this bitch, you couldn't feel the stealth Wolves are prowlin, hunger at it's fuckin best I'm a beast, like the gorilla head that is on my chest Please let me flex, I'm goin off I need some fuckin bread Drugs are green, my bitches white and tonight I need fuckin head Excuse our swag, I'm tryin to tone it down like Jenny Craig Fresh to death, and I guess we lookin like the living dead Oh shit, yo' bitch look at how I'm doin you Bitches on my dick but look at me, I'm fuckin beautiful Niggas tryin to figure out, all I hear in my interviews Is why this so cool? You niggaz are so unusual Wolf Gang, point me to a nigga I should prove it to Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula hoops [BHodgy Beats] The fortress is fortified (bitch) Money in my pockets like I'm 45, Hodgy Beats recordin live Bitch I be surely high, and I don't need wings to fly I'm the air with the pigs, Left Brain, Domo Genesis [Tyler, the Creator] Knock knock, who's there? It's me Your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my dick (What?) I killed that pussy and grabbed that knife Now I got real authentic cheetah print shit (Nigga you're a liar!) Nigga don't believe me Kiss your lady; and boy you're gonna get them heebie jeebies Nigga my dick stay way disease-y, I make it look easy 5150, I'm off the Heezy, you ain't got no fuckin Yeezy? (5 albums, 100 songs, and you ain't got no fuckin Yeezy? I bet you got some J-Kwon, you ain't got no fuckin Yeezy?) Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez, I'm fuckin Looney See these girls talkin all that shit (what?) I'm just tryna see some tits (what?) Let's get it poppin like, MC Lyte, around some dykes I'm, out this bitch like hocus pocus And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles And met up with bitches, gave 'em cum on their dimples And then my dick went limp so Took about 3 pills of Extenzo Now my dick's longer than a 5 door limo Harder than a soft right hook from Kimbo on PCP and cilantro When I'm with your bitch I'm like, "Where my dick go?" Now she think I'm 'bout to eat her whole, enchilada I gotta lotta that 'Preme and I'm payin nada It seems that I'm product placement but not I'm just fuckin awesome Yo' momma look like a ugly... loser