Niggas wishing I fail They got a better chance with quarters in wishing wells Brains refused them but still wishing them well Elevated thoughts but you can see from the smells Fast living and ash flicking Parties with bad women fashion and big cash spending I’m passing them, car with no gas in it Bitches falling love over night they passionate, pass the shit Nothing but big kush joints love me Cause I’m rose bushings lyrics got a good point Rap it how I live it, live it how I'm rapping Promised last year I’d dent it now it’s cracking, making shit happen Little nigga big dreams Take the game double player like I got split screens Smoke big trees, and count big cheese Hands to the hair line salute the whole team, yeah
[Interlude: Tyler, the Creator] Told y'all niggas y'all wasn't ready, nigga Domo Genesis is killing all you niggas Niggas Rolling Papers in this motherfucker Smoking weed, fucking bitches and eating cereal, nigga Domo, hit these niggas off
[Verse 2] Lips wait sealed with a born rich Hit them in they head with shots come like porn flick Horse flick like boards went, liquors get portioned Louis Vitton checkers printed, on some board shit Cords get plugged in in the rush, no endorphins Blazing 'til it's done, bring some more in Steady getting blown, bitches know mighty comb Light skin, long hair, bored then abort them Sicker than St. Jude's, chemo get spit at Got good ways with cuss words and sin texts Big stack, shitted on, no elax Thirst that bitches want watered down for relax This where your bitches will be at Hand on hairline, make sure them niggas see that This where your bitches will be at Hand on hairline, make sure them niggas see that
[Outro: Tyler] Niggas ain't fucking ready, nigga Told y'all niggas Rolling Papers coming in this motherfucker, nigga Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All Don't Give a Fuck, nigga Now roll that join up Smoking gold with this shit right here, nigga, yeah We ain't fucking playing with these niggas, man You think we fucking playing, nigga? Fuck that