[00:00.30]Slater (feat Frank Ocean) - Tyler The Creator
[00:01.55]Me and Slater just hit a curb
[00:04.04]Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
[00:06.54]
[00:07.16]Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
[00:09.97]**** now I kick it in the 'burbs
[00:13.02]Me I'm from the slums mother****ers who pushing tons
[00:15.89]Tons of drugs Foul flow dirty mouth like kissing bums
[00:18.18]
[00:19.11]Momma done made her one a witty son
[00:22.25]With no respect for women so-so show me your titties hun
[00:25.82]"You eighteen " Me I'm twenty something
[00:28.23]Okay I'm twenty but I'm soon to be twenty-one
[00:31.60]I wild out at shows break shit it should be fun
[00:34.47]Venues are like ***** with me "Should he cum "
[00:37.86]I'mma wax that like the chapstick in my backpack for my black lips
[00:40.92]Then dip to Europe and come back with a stack of cheese
[00:43.47]A stack of cheese for these rats Mac and Cheese
[00:46.80]New Preme shit got me feeling flyer than a bag of bees
[00:50.23]**** critics (How's your shit) "**** How's your knees"
[00:53.10]Y'all on my dick more than my index when I take a pee
[00:56.10]Came up with ''Rella'' ain't touch a bag of shit
[00:59.41]Shit was deeper than Whitney Houston's needs
[01:02.84]Golf Wang that's the team to be "Aye " getting TU OF indeed
[01:07.78]
[01:08.34]We was missing Sweatshirt like where's the hooded sleeve
[01:11.54]Okay nevermind we found him
[01:13.30]
[01:15.67]Me and Slater just hit a curb
[01:17.80] Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
[01:20.85]Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
[01:23.79]**** now I kick it in the 'burbs
[01:27.36]Guess I win checks started cashing in
[01:29.66]I stopped rapping and started asking "Where my ****ing passion is"
[01:32.23]
[01:32.98]Probably where that faggot went (Who ) Tyler talking father problems
[01:35.24]Shocky shit he spit to popping topics in a gossip column
[01:38.63]I ain't ask for this I did it out of boredom
[01:42.37]Thought that roach was cool he died and pushed me into stardom
[01:45.01]
[01:45.57]Now Ye's PJ sippin leche Chips Ahoy boy listening to Cowboy
[01:50.69]
[01:51.31]Aye boy land in Melbourne and skate to Fitzroy (Aye )
[01:54.27]I done ****ed around for a minute
[01:59.77]
[02:00.40]Have a good day as I annoy oi
[02:03.03]
[02:04.91]Me and Slater just hit a curb
[02:07.10]Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
[02:10.11]Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
[02:13.13]**** now I kick it in the 'burbs
[02:16.21]Cameras with panorama's views
[02:18.08]My shoes have seen more vans than Mexicanas with crackers in Alabama
[02:21.89]G-O-to the-L-F this O-F I open a store so I don't stress
[02:27.26]But bitch, I mosh in gardens, jazz punk shit
[02:31.32]Playing chords making up shit pardon my Dolly Parton's
[02:33.95]
[02:34.76]And I keep sharting hoodies with rectangles and different colors
[02:38.46]Niggers think I started kindergarten
[02:40.03]My bitch is on my handle bars
[02:43.04](I just wanna ride my bike)
[02:50.31]Slater Slater Slater Slater
[02:53.07]My bitch is on my handle bars
[02:56.26]Hair blowing in the wind
[02:57.57]
[02:58.63]Her freckles look like candy bars
[03:00.44]
[03:02.37]Hair blowing in the wind
[03:03.70]
[03:04.88]My bitch is on my handle bars
[03:06.75]
[03:08.50](I just wanna ride my bike)
[03:14.55]Slater Slater Slater Slater
[03:17.36]My bitch is on my handle bars
[03:20.79]Hair blowing in the wind
[03:22.49]
[03:23.24]Her freckles look like candy bars
[03:25.12]
[03:26.80]My cool summer never ends
[03:28.44]
[03:39.17]Slater Slater Slater Slater
[03:42.78]Oh my God seriously Mister cool guy
[03:45.54]
[03:47.21]You're talking to a ****ing bike, loser
[03:49.65]
[03:50.71](Haha)
[03:51.77]Oh shit

Slater (feat Frank Ocean) - Tyler The Creator
Me and Slater just hit a curb
Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
**** now I kick it in the 'burbs
Me I'm from the slums mother****ers who pushing tons
Tons of drugs Foul flow dirty mouth like kissing bums
Momma done made her one a witty son
With no respect for women so-so show me your titties hun
"You eighteen " Me I'm twenty something
Okay I'm twenty but I'm soon to be twenty-one
I wild out at shows break shit it should be fun
Venues are like ***** with me "Should he cum "
I'mma wax that like the chapstick in my backpack for my black lips
Then dip to Europe and come back with a stack of cheese
A stack of cheese for these rats Mac and Cheese
New Preme shit got me feeling flyer than a bag of bees
**** critics (How's your shit) "**** How's your knees"
Y'all on my dick more than my index when I take a pee
Came up with ''Rella'' ain't touch a bag of shit
Shit was deeper than Whitney Houston's needs
Golf Wang that's the team to be "Aye " getting TU OF indeed
We was missing Sweatshirt like where's the hooded sleeve
Okay nevermind we found him
Me and Slater just hit a curb
Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
**** now I kick it in the 'burbs
Guess I win checks started cashing in
I stopped rapping and started asking "Where my ****ing passion is"
Probably where that faggot went (Who ) Tyler talking father problems
Shocky shit he spit to popping topics in a gossip column
I ain't ask for this I did it out of boredom
Thought that roach was cool he died and pushed me into stardom
Now Ye's PJ sippin leche Chips Ahoy boy listening to Cowboy
Aye boy land in Melbourne and skate to Fitzroy (Aye )
I done ****ed around for a minute
Have a good day as I annoy oi
Me and Slater just hit a curb
Bunny hop zoning out listening to N E R D
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
**** now I kick it in the 'burbs
Cameras with panorama's views
My shoes have seen more vans than Mexicanas with crackers in Alabama
G-O-to the-L-F this O-F I open a store so I don't stress
But bitch, I mosh in gardens, jazz punk shit
Playing chords making up shit pardon my Dolly Parton's
And I keep sharting hoodies with rectangles and different colors
Niggers think I started kindergarten
My bitch is on my handle bars
(I just wanna ride my bike)
Slater Slater Slater Slater
My bitch is on my handle bars
Hair blowing in the wind
Her freckles look like candy bars
Hair blowing in the wind
My bitch is on my handle bars
(I just wanna ride my bike)
Slater Slater Slater Slater
My bitch is on my handle bars
Hair blowing in the wind
Her freckles look like candy bars
My cool summer never ends
Slater Slater Slater Slater
Oh my God seriously Mister cool guy
You're talking to a ****ing bike, loser
(Haha)
Oh shit