Tom: G# minor•
Verse 1
D#
Sick to my motherfucking tummy Bitch
must think I'm
a motherfucking dummy
Because I dress bummy, bitch
think I'm broke
C#
Bitch, I ate one roach and I made
Popping since Bastard,
(manager) Clancy is my slave master
Thanks to them crackers,
my pockets are fatter than
E
G#m
Excess shit that's weighting on Jasper
D#
I've never popped a bottle,
but I've fucked a couple models in Europe
Yup, and a couple of them swallowed
Meet me half way, bitch I'm going all in
G#m
shout-out to to my nigga Taco
Verse 2
Fuck that, Golf Wang
Fuck that, Golf Wang
E
G#m
Fuck that, Gold Wang
Verse 3
Fuck that, Golf Wang
Fuck that, Golf Wang
Verse 4
D#
Dm
D#
couple fags threw a little hissfit
Came to Pitchfork with a couple
C#m
Jada Pinkett signs
E
And said I was a racist homophobic
So I grabbed Lucas and
Feelings getting caught,
You think I give a fuck? I ain't even
D#
E
stick my dick in yet
And while y'all are rolling doobies
I be in my bedroom scoring movies
Still, I'm sounding like
G#m
Suck my dick, motherfucker, sue me
D#
Mom got a new whip so she
could scoop me
A year ago, I ain't have no hoopty
Four story home,
gotta climb eight sets of stairs
Verse 5
Just to see where my fucking roof be
Fuck that, Golf Wang
Fuck that, Golf Wang
E
G#m
Fuck that, Gold Wang
Verse 6
Fuck that, Golf Wang
Fuck that, Golf Wang
E
G#m
D#
Fuck that, Gold Wang
E
Wait a God damn second I'm tripping
Verse 7
E
balls, David Beckham
D#
E
Will fall cause shit's going down
D#
Just like Rodney King's
Now me and Justin smoke sherm and
D#
been talking 'bout freeing perms
E
C#m
And purchasing weapons naming them
E
D#
and aim them in One Direction
(Wait a minute)
It sounds like midgets in a
God damn speaker
Anytime you play this shit loud
C#
But that's just me trying to get milk now
D#
And the grunts of a God damn cow
Hit me on my beeper while
Captain Hook sucks my Peter
Pan camera, repeat procedure
And when the beat drops,
Verse 8
have a God damn seizure
Fuck that, Golf Wang
Fuck that, Golf Wang
E
G#m
Fuck that, Gold Wang
Verse 9
Fuck that, Golf Wang
Fuck that, Golf Wang
Verse 10
Fuck that, Gold Wang
Fuck that, Golf Wang
Fuck that, Golf Wang
E
G#m
D#
Fuck that, Gold Wang
Verse 11
Fuck that, Golf Wang
G#m
D#
Fuck that, Gold Wang
Verse 12
E
said I didn't want no god
I don't want that shit!
I don't want your goddamn lettuce
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