Description: LUMBERJACK Lyrics w/ Official Video by Tyler, The Creator
[Intro: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
Rolls Royce pull up, black boy hop out
Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn't (Hold up)
"Oh my God, I never seen nothin' like this"
Haha, that's what my mom was sayin'
She, she was cryin' and shit
It was, she was just like, "This shit is beautiful"
It was a beautiful moment
You al-you always keep the picnic blankets in the back
'Cause you, you never know (Gangsta Grillz)
You never know where the fuck you gon' end up at
(Okay, haha, now we ready)
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator, DJ Drama & Jasper]
Rolls Royce pull up, black boy hop out
Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn't pull out
MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout?
Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out (Yeah, oh)
Two, four, five hundred stacks for the hood (I dare you, nigga)
Call me lumberjack 'causе I wish a nigga would race
She went likе "Ah, this the wish-a-nigga-could face" (Uh)
They ain't gettin' paper like they should, wait
(You niggas woulda, coulda shoulda, oh, shit)
[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
Niggas ain't really on the type of shit he on
I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli for him (Oh shit)
I own my companies full, told 'em to keep the loan
I took the gold bitch home, niggas is big mad (Ugh, oh)
I put that bitch on the shelf, to let it ventilate
And bought another car 'cause I ain't how to celebrate (Top shelf, nigga)
That big boy, that big bitch for all weather
It never rain in Cali', came with an umbrella (Ooh)
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
Rolls Royce pull up, black boy hop out (Man, what the fuck)
Shoutout to my mother and my father, didn't pull out
MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap 'bout? (Sold out)
Good credit score, this card really can't max out (Wow)
Two, four, five hundred stacks for the hood
Call me lumberjack 'cause I wish a nigga would race (Uh-huh)
Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg—
It's different, it's really different (Catch up, niggas)
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
Ayo, I might sled in Utah, LA too warm
My nigga tall, look like a bitch, I call him Mulan
Salad colored emerald the finger, the size of croutons
Niggas cannot fuck with the former new magic wand (Nigga)
That’s my nuance, used to be the weirdo
Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed
Used to treat me like that boy from Malcolm in the Middle
Now I'm zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero (Not six)
[Outro: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
Rolls Royce pull up (Zeros), black boy hop out (Not seven)
Nah, I can't take this shit no more, man, I quit
That's it, I quit, I swear to God (Fuck niggas is talking to me about?)
Wish-a-nigga-could face
Oh yeah, you asked for it (All storms is cloudy, nigga)
Wish-a-nigga-could face (Fucking crumbs)
Fuck you mean nigga?
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