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Frank Ocean – Super Rich Kids (feat. Earl Sweatshirt) lyrics

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Too many bottles of this wine we can’t pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain’t around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy’s Jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
Start my day up on the roof
There’s nothing like this type of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I prefer expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times babe
It’s good times, yeah
She wash my back three times a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We’ll both be high, the help don’t stare
They just walk by, they must don’t care
A million one, a million two
A hundred more will never do

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Too many bottles of this wine we can’t pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain’t around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy’s Jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

[Bridge]
Real love, I’m searching for a real love
Oh, real love, I’m searching for a real love
Oh, real love

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
Close your eyes to what you can’t imagine
We are the Xanny-gnashing
Caddy-smashing, bratty ass
He mad, he snatched his daddy’s Jag
And used the shit for batting practice
Adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams with half the hand of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
Toying with Raggy Anns and Mammy done had enough
Brash as fuck, breaching all these aqueducts
Don’t believe us
Treat us like we can’t erupt, yup

[Alternate Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
Polo sweats and Hermes blankets
Them label hoes be stealing my shit
And all they clothes revealing they tits
Pills, high enough to touch the rim in that bitch
We party in my living room
Cause father is gone
And he left me this empire
That runs on its own
So all I got to do is whatever the fuck I want
All we ever do is whatever the fuck we want

[Verse 3: Frank Ocean]
We end our day up on the roof
I say I’ll jump, I never do
But when I’m drunk I act a fool
Talking bout, do they sew wings on tailored suits
I’m on that ledge, she grabs my arm
She slaps my head
It’s good times, yeah
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall
The market’s down like 60 stories
And some don’t end the way they should
My silver spoon has fed me good
A million one, a million cash
Close my eyes and feel the crash

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Too many bottles of this wine we can’t pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain’t around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy’s Jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

[Outro]
Real love, ain’t that something rare
I’m searching for a real love, talking bout real love
Real love yeah
Real love
I’m searching for a real love
Talking bout a real love

Frank Ocean – White (feat. John Mayer) lyrics

Could this be earth, could this be light
Does this mean everythings going to be alright
One look out my window there’s trees talking like people

I dreamt of storms, I dreamt of sound
I dreamt of gravity keeping us around
I slept in the darkness it was lonely and it was silent

What is this love, I don’t feel the same
Don’t believe what this is, could be given a name
I awoke you there chasing planets on my forehead

But I forget 23 like I forget 17
And I forget my first love, like you forget a day dream
And what of all my wild friends, and the times I’ve had with them
But I’ll fade to grey soon on the tv station

Frank Ocean – Pink Matter (feat. André 3000) lyrics

[Intro]
And the peaches and the mangos
That you could sell for me

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
What do you think my brain is made for
Is it just a container for the mind?
This great grey matter
Sensei replied, “What is your woman?
Is she just a container for the child?”
That soft pink matter
Cotton candy, Majin Buu, oh, oh
Close my eyes and fall into you
My God, she’s giving me pleasure

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
What if the sky and the stars are for show
And the aliens are watching live
From the purple matter?
Sensei went quiet then violent
And we sparred until we both grew tired
Nothing mattered
Cotton candy, Majin Buu, oh, oh
Dim the lights and fall into you, you, you
My God, giving me pleasure
Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure
Pleasure over matter

[Verse 3: André 3000]
Since you been gone, I been having withdrawals
You were such a habit to call
I ain’t myself at all, had to tell myself, “Naw
She better with some fella with a regular job”
I didn’t wanna get her involved
By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sitting in awe
Hopped into my car; drove far
Far’s too close and I remember my memory’s no sharp
Butter knife, what a life, anyway
I’m building y’all a clock, stop, what am I, Hemingway?
She had the kind of body that would probably intimidate
Any of ‘em that were un-southern, not me, cousin
If models are made for modelin’
Thick girls are made for cuddlin’
Switch worlds and we can huddle then
Who needs another friend? I need to hold your hand
You’d need no other man, we’d flee to other lands

[Bridge]
Grey matter
Blue used to be my favorite color
Now I ain’t got no choice
Blue matter

[Outro: André 3000]
You’re good at being bad, you’re bad at being good
For heaven’s sakes, go to hell, nah, knock on wood
You’re good at being bad, you’re bad at being good
For heaven’s sakes go to hell
Knock, knock, knock, knock on wood
Well frankly when that ocean so mu’fucking good
Make her swab the mu’fucking wood
Make her walk the mu’fucking plank
Make her rob a mu’fucking bank
With no mask on and a rusty revolver

Frank Ocean – End/Golden Girl (feat. Tyler, The Creator) lyrics

“End”

Darker times
They’re telling boulder heavy lies
Looks like all we’ve got is each other
The truth is obsolete
Remember when all I had was my mother
She didn’t compromise
She could recognize
Voodoo
Our daughters and our sons
Are just candles in the sun
Voodoo
Don’t let him see divide
Don’t you let her see divide
Voodoo
She’s got the whole wide world in her juicy fruit
He’s got the whole wide world in his pants
He wrapped the whole wide world in a wedding band
Then put the whole wide world on her hands
She’s got the whole wide world in her hands
He’s got the whole wide world in his hands

There’s somethin’ about you
I can’t believe I’m even talking to you, tellin’ you this right now
You’re special
I wish you could see what I see

“Golden Girl”

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
She peels an orange for us in the morning
She woke me up to give me half
I can hear the children soccer ballin’
Like wildcats running on the grass, hey
You’re a girl on this island
I’m a boy from America
My flight leaves tonight, but I don’t think I’m going backwards
I won’t be going backwards

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
You’re my golden girl
You’re the one I’ve chosen, girl
You’re 24k
You make it bright when it’s grey
You’re my golden girl
The sun has been kind to you
You’re 24k (girl)
But the sky’s never grey (never grey)

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
Silent moments, meditative poses
You break my focus, you make me laugh
Two mopeds racing through the forest
Making dirt clouds on a path, on a path
I’m my best on this island
I’m a mess in America
My flight left last night, but I know I’m not going back home, yeah
I’m not going back home, no

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
You’re my golden girl
You’re the one I’ve chosen, girl
You’re 24k
You make it bright when it’s grey
You’re my golden girl
The sun has been kind to you
You’re 24k (girl)
But the sky’s never grey (never grey)

[Bridge: Frank Ocean]
If we build a house in paradise, will we get to heaven still?
If we don’t have to live through hell just to get to heaven
I’mma stay right here, with you
Til the hurricane comes, ’til the tsunami comes, I’ve found my gold

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
You’re my golden girl
You’re the one I’ve chosen, girl
You’re 24k
You make it bright when it’s grey
You’re my golden girl
The sun has been kind to you
You’re 24k (girl)
But the sky’s never grey (never grey)

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Um, you’re my G-O L-D E-N G-I R-L
And that’s for the females that can’t spell, but
Thanks for fucking with me
You turn my dark into light, you’re like a bucket of bleach
You see, I want you to know that
My negatives at home aren’t working for my Kodak
So that means that I don’t want to go back
Just know that I would like to stay here and hold that
Hand of yours, girl I’m a wreck in America
Your face is the best cause it’s the same color as the lace on my neck
And you’re golden, uh, your eyes open, fuck it
Let’s toast and listen to Michael Bolton
I free-fall off the hill again
Let’s see where I land, I’m like Gilligan
Um, I trust you, Golden, for wed ring
I’m just hopin’ that you don’t turn my neck green

[Outro]

Frank Ocean – Not Just Money (feat. Rosie Watson) lyrics

[Skit: Rosie Watson]
Stop thinking of this as being money
It’s just money, I’mma make more
No, no no no no no
Please decondition yourself
It’s not just money
It’s happiness
It’s the difference between happy, being happy and sad
It’s the difference between having a home and living on the streets
That’s what it is, it’s not just money
It’s so much more than that
Right now it’s the difference between you being able to go to a prom
And disappointing a girl
As I told you from the beginning, I don’t have money
I have bills to pay, but that meant nothing to you
Absolutely nothing
Let’s see, I have
Ooh yeah, I’mma make myself a hot link when I get home
It meant nothing to you
Saving my seven dollars

Frank Ocean – American Wedding (feat. James Fauntleroy) lyrics

[Intro]
American love, American me, American you
American tear, American heartbreak, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 1]
I took a walk with the palm trees as the daylight fell
Sangria in a canteen, talking to myself (I can’t remember)
This tattoo on my left hand is turning purple-ish blue
Daydreams of the romance, daydreams of you
My pretty woman in a ballgown, I’m Richard Gere in a tux
Getting married in a courthouse, writing vows in a rush
Making out before the judge with my teenage wife
Got a wedding band done that I just might die with

[Chorus]
It’s an American wedding
They don’t mean too much, but we were so in love
We had an American wedding
Now what’s mine is yours, that’s American law

[Verse 2]
M-R-S dot Kennedy, she signed her name in pen
In a fancy, fancy cursive, then turned her term papers in
A thesis on Islamic virgin brides and arranged marriage
Hijabs and polygamist husbands, those poor un-American girls
After school she ran to me, jumped in my 5.0
This is the home of the brave, land of the free
But your parents still didn’t know
She said, “I’ve had a hell of a summer
So, baby, don’t take this hard
But maybe we should get an annulment
Before this goes way too far”

[Chorus]
It’s just an American wedding
They don’t mean too much, they don’t last enough
We had an American wedding
Now what’s mine is yours, American divorce

[Verse 3]
Well, you can have my Mustang, that’s all I’ve got in my name
But Jesus Christ, don’t break my heart
This wedding ring won’t ever wipe off
But if you stay, oh, if you stay
You’ll probably leave later anyway, it’s love made in the USA

[Outro: James Fauntleroy]
Don’t let ’em front you to saying you can’t move
Without ’em, fuck ’em, I tell ’em this ain’t new
We been some hustlers since it began, dude
Ain’t gon’ be tripping over some bitch-ass, dude
They so vain, I tell ’em this ain’t you
You can get sensitive but the shit ain’t true
These niggas can’t do nothing that I can’t do
That she can’t do, that he can’t do
That you can’t do, that we can’t do
Man, I had a dream and then the shit came true
And nigga, if I did it, I think you can too
These niggas can’t do nothing that I can’t do
That she can’t do, that he can’t do
That you can’t do, that we can’t do
Man, I had a dream and then the shit came true
These niggas can’t do nothing that I can’t do
That she can’t do, that he can’t do, that you can’t do

Frank Ocean – Pink + White (feat. Beyoncé) lyrics

[Intro: Frank Ocean]
Yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
That’s the way everyday goes
Every time we’ve no control
If the sky is pink and white
If the ground is black and yellow
It’s the same way you showed me
Nod my head, don’t close my eyes
Halfway on a slow move
It’s the same way you showed me
If you could fly then you’d feel south
Up north’s getting cold soon
The way it is, we’re on land
Still I’m someone to hold true
Keep you cool when it’s still alive
Won’t let you down when it’s all ruin

[Hook: Frank Ocean]
Just the same way you showed me, showed me
You showed me love
Glory from above
Regard my dear
It’s all downhill from here

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
In the wake of a hurricane
Dark skin of a summer shade
Nose dive in the flood lines
Tall tower of milk crates
It’s the same way you showed me
Cannonball off the porch side
Older kids trying off the roof
Just the same way you showed me (you showed)
If you could die and come back to life
Up for air from the swimming pool
You’d kneel down to the dry land
Kiss the Earth that birthed you
Gave you tools just to stay alive
And make it out when the sun is ruined

[Hook: Frank Ocean]
That’s the same way you showed me, showed me
You showed me love
Glory from above
Regard me dear
It’s all downhill from here

[Outro: Frank Ocean + Beyoncé]
Remember life
Remember how it was
Climb trees, Michael Jackson, it all ends here
Say what up to Matthew, to Shoob
Say what up to Danny
Say what up to life immortality
Bending up my Nikes
Running out the melpomene, nicotine
Stealing granny cigs (take it easy)
Gimme something sweet
Bitch I might like immortality
This is life, life immortality

BADBADNOTGOOD – In Your Eyes (feat. Charlotte Day Wilson) lyrics

[Verse 1: Charlotte Day Wilson]
Don’t blow me off so I can’t help it
When you shy off I can’t help it
And I know you know it’s wrong but I’m ready
So just rid yourself of him and come get it

[Pre-Chorus: Charlotte Day Wilson]
Got you enticed from the middle
You know I’m willing and able
And I know you know it’s on when you’re ready
So just rid yourself of him and come get it

[Chorus: Charlotte Day Wilson]
Oooh, I see it in your eyes
In your eyes every time
(In your eyes)
Oooh, I see it in your eyes every time

[Verse 2: Charlotte Day Wilson]
I know there’s something about me
That you can’t wait to just tell me
And I love the way you move, it’s so bashful
So just take my hand cause baby it’s natural

[Pre-Chorus: Charlotte Day Wilson]
And I got you enticed from the middle
And I know you’re willing and able
And I know you’ve got someone but I’m ready
So just rid yourself of him and come get it

[Chorus: Charlotte Day Wilson]
Oooh, I see it in your eyes
In your eyes every time
(In your eyes)
Oooh, I see it in your eyes
In your eyes every time
Oh

[Bridge: Charlotte Day Wilson]
I’ll let you into my life
And I’ll show you, oh, when it’s right
Then I guess we can say we tried
Don’t let this fall by the side

[Outro: Charlotte Day Wilson]
Cause I can’t, can’t leave
And I can’t, can’t wait
Cause I can’t, can’t leave
And I can’t, can’t wait
Cause I see it in your eyes
And I feel it every time
Cause I see it in your eyes

BADBADNOTGOOD – Hyssop Of Love (feat. Mick Jenkins) lyrics

[Intro]
Wolves in disguise
How you supposed to see ’em with the wool in your eyes?
Sheep to the radio, we fooled and surprised
They ain’t never loved me, it’s bullshit and lies
Won’t you recognize
All the real gold gets stole by design
That shit in your mind
Off a nigga head for these nickels and these dimes
Niggas ticking with the times
Getting crippled up by the crimes
Niggas say he over weight

[Bridge]
I heard your plug was dry
I heard your plug was dry and I think I got what you need
I might be your guy
No this ain’t no weed, different type of high
Got it for the free

[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
Never needed no dollars to prove worth
Or a slap in the face, before I could move first
On a nigga these days you lose worse when you slipping
We came the truth, purged in the hyssop of love
These niggas talk bread, but they missing the blood
Like they crippin’ much like Krillin how they disk could destruct
Rebuild in the ashes, cashes
With the training underwater with the passion, traction
Started gaining some muscle
Lemme tell you it actually started raining at shows
Wasn’t moving no Os
But it’s a symbol of hustle
Spreading love is an intricate puzzle
And hate’ll have you strung out and addicted to struggle

[Hook]
I’m on this love as of late
Smoking bud
Praying to the one above
I been thinking ’bout his love as of late
Like a drug, you won’t ever get enough
I’ve been feeling like the plug as of late
And I ain’t saying it’s the same kind of high
If you trying to feel good
And you looking for a pusher that’ll push
That feeling then I’m that guy

[Bridge]
I heard your plug was dry
I heard your plug was dry and I think I got what you need
I might be your guy
No this ain’t no weed, different type of high

[Verse 2: Mick Jenkins]
And this flow is clearly inspired by the love below the TV
Sade coming out my mama speaker box
I know she see me vibin’
We would speak about the way
The world would try to keep me silent
Keep me vibing
Claim to keep the peace
And then assassinate the peace makers
We puff peace pipes
And anticipate
No you can’t get security blankets where we from
Niggas have tasted money pussy and prison
But never had freedom a day in his life
I think that I remember
Probably tastes like kindred
If it’s sweet I’m in my stride
It’s mid December in these fucking walking boots
In a, John Hancock
Cause everything the South Side constitutes is lateral
But we in a different longitude
So we never arrive at the same point
Trees stay in the truth
So I ain’t never smoked the same joint twice

[Hook]
I’m on this love as of late
Smoking bud
Praying to the one above
I been thinking ’bout this love as of late
Like a drug, you won’t ever get enough
I’ve been feeling like a plug as of late
And I ain’t saying it’s the same kind of high
If you trying to feel good
And you need a pusher that’ll push
That feeling then I’m that guy

Tyler, The Creator – FUCKING YOUNG / PERFECT (feat. Charlie Wilson, Chaz Bundick, Syd Bennett & Kali Uchis) lyrics

Part 1 – FUCKING YOUNG

[Intro]
The day that I met you girl
I knew that it was something special
But I couldn’t put my finger on it (Fuck I can’t sing whatever look)
We met through mutual friends and this is where the story and confusion begin
Cause I was in a problem but I had to pretend that I wasn’t

[Pre-Hook]
There go the police man knocking at my door
Do I leave out the back and grab my wallet and coat
Or do I answer real confused like “I don’t know”
Now me and she held hands and we danced, nothing more
She kissed my hand a couple times, FaceTime when we’re bored
There’s nobody at the door, man I’m so paranoid

[Hook]
Girl you’re perfect, but you’re too fucking young for me
And when temptation calls, I never pick up
And girl, you stole my heart but you’re too fucking young
This is more than a crush, I just might be in love

[Verse 1]
A six year difference
Is a ten year sentence
And with the pigment on my skin, I don’t want to be another statistic
You bring me joy, joy, joy, joy
And you fill a void that was once missing
And I can say I’m in love

[Pre-Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
When you’re 35, I’ll be 41
And when I’m 27, you’ll be 21
Yo, this is dumb
And when that time comes for that 1-8, I’ll probably run
Cause I’m fucking terrified, yo this is dumb
You should find someone else
I’m not the one for you, shit, I’m still growing up by myself
And mentally you’re older than me and that shit doesn’t help
Cause if they see you with T, they’ll think T needs some help
So when you mention “hang,” I’m thinking about a tree and a belt
And I don’t want no relation, shit no relation
Ship when my dick is longer than my intentions-
Span, it’s gonna suck your shit
It’s that kitchen fan
It splattered on me like my dick in my hand
What? I’m still fucking off, not good at ducking off
Because I found a goose that I like, but I’m still running off
She gon’ want a nest, that’s why I cannot get fucking caught
That’s a scary word, you could save that shit for the birds
But I found my wings, fuck
(But you’re too fucking young)
I really like you
(And when temptation calls, I never pick up
And girl, you stole my heart but you’re too fucking young)
Funny thing about this is
By the time you hear this, I’ll be in the clear
It’s T and Uncle Charlie
(But you’re too young, but you’re too young, but you’re too young)

Part 2 – PERFECT

[Verse 1: Kali Uchis]
Boy I know that we could be more than just friends
But you’re scared
Boy I know
We could be more than just friends
But you’re scared
I know
I know that there could be
Somethin’ for you and me
What’s your philosophy?
You’re scared, scared
And I exit and wait a while
(Just say the word)
See the answers are there
(But I’m just too gone to see)
You and I are cut from different fiber
(I wonder why, I wonder why girl)
Don’t be too material to see
(But I’m just too gone to see)
This world is just a struggle just to be
Fuck em all baby it’s just you and me

[Tyler]
But you’re too fuckin’ young
And girl I know that you’re the one for me
Fuck
Cause you’re too fuckin young
And girl I know that you’re the one for me
And it hurts
It fuckin hurts
Cause you’re too fuckin young
And girl I know that you’re the one
That you’re the one
For me
Cause you’re too fuckin young
And girl I know that you’re the one for me
Yeah
(I rock)
(I rock)
(I rock)

Tyler, The Creator – FIND YOUR WINGS (feat. Roy Ayers, Syd Bennett & Kali Uchis) lyrics

[Instrumental]

[Verse 1]
Find your wings (s’possed to fly)
Find your wings (find your wings)
Hey you, whatcha doin’ and why you runnin’?
Supposed to fly and take control cause you’re the pilot
You can’t swim, you’re gonna drown, the sharks are comin’
The sky’s your home, there’s no limit, you know you gotta
Find your wings (fly)
Find your wings (find your wings)

My lil nigga, the world is yours, birdy

[Verse 2: Kali Uchis]
We can go down to the rainbows
Don’t let your high keep your brain low
You’re a bird
You’re supposed to fly away
The way you stand there
Don’t let your wings go to waste (go to waste)
The sky is your home, be free
Be free

Tyler, The Creator – BUFFALO (feat. Shane Powers) lyrics

(Yeah… You feel alright?)

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
God, goodness gracious
I can’t wait to see the look on y’all niggas faces
That boy T nuts, surprised his thoughts isn’t chafing
Fuck them crackers up at Mountain Dew them niggas is racist
Cabbage was made, critic faggots was shook
So I told ’em that I’ll exchange the word “faggot” with “book”
And all them “books” is pissed off and had their page in a bunch
Fuckin’ attitude switched just like a “book” when it struts
But, I’m a fraud I pray to God when the six triple “book” bashin’
While me and my favorite author’s lips tickle
Peter Parker pick a pack of peppers when the plot thickens
Tyler, The Creator fuckin’ kill you with a popsicle
Cold blooded so we rock mittens so they won’t find him
Not kiddin’ keep the Tommy on me bitch, I’m Ms. Pickles
Said I seem off, last time that team talked
Sick of making niggas cabbage so I took the ‘preme off
Should’ve bought some stock in it
(Yo it’s fucked up, I get it, put a sock in it)
Not Golf when the little homies don’t, wait,let’s weigh my options
I bought me a mansion, and bought some attention
Ain’t give none to Hopsin,and dear Boyce Watkins
Why you mad? It’s the slave in me
It’s facts boy I’m back like Rosa Parks least favorite seat
Videos, stage dives, popups, they watching T’
While y’all niggas watchin’ the throne, the throne be watching me

[Interlude: Shane Powers]
If you fuck this up
There are so many fuckin’ kids right now, listenin’ to this guy
Get those wings flapping motherfucker!
Cause this kid’s ready to fucking fly

[Break: Tyler, The Creator]
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, nigga nigga on the wall
Rap bars, jail bars, die or shoot a basketball
Tyler, the dark skin, arrested in Austin
Cops know who I was cause their kid said the show was Awesome

[Interlude: Shane Powers]
Tyler, Tyler, I swear to, I swear to fuck! If you fucking…
Do NOT fuck this up!
You have the whole world in your fucking hands

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
How many leaders in the house?
Well can somebody bring the mirrors out? I’m getting lonely
Likes and apologies and snaps make it obvious
That everybody on this fucking planet lackin’ confidence
How many leaders in the house? (Do not fuck this up!)
Well can somebody bring the camera out so I can film me
T a great director nigga’s vision must be blurry
Boy I get them epic shots like jaywalkin’ in Missouri
Wait… How many leaders in the house?
Well can’t somebody bring my album out so I can hear one
Pour me a drink, shit I don’t know what to think
Cause all these niggas leaning like they Forest Whitaker’s blink
Wait… How many leaders in the house?
See why nobody got they hands up, see that’s the issue

Tyler, The Creator – Tamale (feat. Tallulah) lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyler, the Creator]
They say I’ve calmed down since the last album
Well, lick my dick, how does that sound? (Umm)
Smell my gooch, you could kiss my buns
And I don’t give a shit, bend my rectum
Somebody said bands make her dance
You think you’re getting cash, no bitch, you’re dumb
The only thing that you’re gonna get is this dick
Wait turn this up, bitch, this my jam, (Where the drums at?)
Here, take a goddamn picture
And tell Spike Lee he’s a goddamn niggaare
And while you’re at it, pass the lotion
In fact, get an Xbox Live, that fun
Before I come, I’m calling your sister
When she comes over, I take picture
Instantly put it on Instagram and suplex her off a building [?]

[Hook: Tallulah and Tyler, the Creator]
Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!
Why y’all so salty,
Hot tamale is on,
A can of beans, bitch, I’m on,
Your boy is bad to the bone

[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
Bring back the horns that was played in the beginning,
And tell Tony Parker that I found his vision,
And if he’s tripping off my sneak dissing
Then he has to deal with me and my minions
Tryna get a bimmer, E46
Have you heard 48, motherfucka I’m great
Golf Wang prints always cover the sleeves
From cuts from the beach, to these puff in the trees, please
Fuck I look like? Got a new bike tire
Never popped like the pussy on a bitch dyke
Think I give a fuck, I do, I go balls
And I bust in her jaw like (fuck that disease!)
My urethra, hole that I pee from
Bigger than an obese snack on Aretha
Now, turn that snare down
I’m back like I’m Rosa Parks fare on the same damn bus
Like “You’re going to jail now! ”

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: Tyler, the Creator]
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck?
If a woodchuck could ever give a fuck?
Bitch Suck dick, Motherfuck you and your opinions, (Can you kick it?)
Yes I can sir, here the lump is
Sicker than the last bar bold-er
I’m a co fuck Michael bitch I’m badder than my B. O.
Find me and Lance tryna dance during chemo
Before they repossess our strong arm bands and tuxedos

[Hook 2: Tallulah and Tyler, the Creator]
Yeah Buddy, this is my jam, Na Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Golf Wang, Golf Wang, Go fuck You, Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Why y’all so salty,
Hot tamale is on,
A can of beans, bitch, I’m on,
Your boy is bad to the bone

[Verse 4: Tyler, the Creator]
How many fags can a lightbulb screw?
Well if I has a dick, maybe two and six, and tell the nra I’m
About to lose my shit, shoot through Wayne Lapierre’s hair with a crucifix
How many ladies in the house?
How many ladies in the house without a rich nigga, huh?
A little Jergins in my palm for the jerkin’
Hope my Mom don’t catch me, tryna set mood
Little Redtube, fuck lotion, I don’t need lube, dryfit suits me
Up and down, friction with the sound, shit’s kind of disgusting
Fap time and before I flatline, Clancy chimes in my room and catch me
This shit’s so damn embarrassing like…

Tyler, The Creator – Fish / Boppin’ Bitch (feat. Frank Ocean) lyrics

Part 1 – Fish

[Verse 1]
Slip it in her drink, and in the blink of an eye
I can make a white girl look chink
Don’t know what to think, ’cause last time I attempted this shit
The judge ordered me to see a shrink
Started with the link
Contended her to meet me at the local
Odd Future Wolf Gang skating rink
We was uniquely in sync
Already fucking and we only met last week
We were both young, not yet antique
So her mindset was working for my technique
Tell her that I love her and by next week
You can hear her shriek from the gashes in her cheeks
No, I’m not a freak, I am meekly a creep
The neighbors by the creek says my house stinks
And it reeks on the sheet, girl
Streaks of red, even though all pussy is pink
Oblivion makes obvious seeks
Which make meats for my obvious feasts
Used to just blot up thoughts, plot, and rethink
Now I get daughters and tie ’em and clink
Got my dick harder than iron and zinc
Now they just rot up, arms caught in the sink
Where they get cut up to fit my physique
Critique my chic in this brand new mink
Go

[Bridge]
Yeah, Wolf Gang
Wolf Haley
All good?
Cool. We cool?

[Verse 2]
Bitches running ’round, down pussy take a trip
Make her strip, got my dick harder than the unzip
Tyler swiftly slips his dick inside of Taylor Swift’s slit
Round trip in that pussy, here comes a ticket
Film clips popping on that Canon
Busting Ottoman cannons, on the pill
Is he real? Gaza stripping in my living room
Wolf Gang full moon, I’m assuming mushrooms
I’m a necrolampoon, not of Charles Mansoon
This fuck is ending soon because I’m ejaculating

[Bridge: Frank Ocean]
(Frankie, Frankie)
Now I’d like to take this time of day
To thank the Mother Earth
(Thank you Momma, thank you Momma)
Letting the sun shine down on the lake
While I fish your waters
Ooh, hide your daughters, hide your sisters
Hell, hide grandmama too (Grand, yeah)
‘Cause the fisherman’s raping everybody in the pool
He on the loose, yeah

[Outro]
Got to wash it down, all this gold is fucking bait
Wait ’til you see the semen swimming
Baby, please not half, the whole is great
Morals? Your body’s near that coral reef
It was once upon a time you came home with me
Then the next chapter left you in my teeth
Fill your gills with goo
Going deeper than Pacific Ocean
This specific motion
Makes this hammerhead puke
Got to wear a wetsuit, can’t get seasick
I love when you’re in fishnets, you want me to eat you
You’re fucking wet, fish

Part 2 – Boppin’ Bitch

[Chorus]
So I met this girl at the club
And I just wanted her to suck my dick
And that’s ’cause (She’s a boppin’ bitch)
Now she’s drunk and talkin’ to me a lot
Until we go to another room
And that’s ’cause (She’s a boppin’ bitch)

[Verse 1]
This little slut whore sucks cock for a little more bucks
Than them other sluts fuck for, real easy
Cause I didn’t even knock on the front door, sleazy
I used the welcome mat as a cum rag
And all the Wolves fucked too, yeah she’s a cum bag
Filled with a bunch of shit I purchased at a drug store
Four more Dora-looking sluts let me explore
Until my cock got sore and started growing cold sores

[Chorus]
Now she thinks that I like her
But all I really wanted was that mouth
And that’s ’cause (She’s a boppin’ bitch)
Now she text messages me every day
And I don’t ever hit that bitch back
And that’s because (She’s a boppin’ bitch)

[Verse 2]
This little hoodrat started jockin at my jock strap
Until my uncircumcised penis finally unwrapped
Flapping up and down until the cack finally go splat
Now you gotta spat, spit it out until you do scat
Then you gotta sat and shit it out, bitch, fuck your feelings
You wasn’t feeling shit when you was down there kneeling
Now shut the fuck up you got another dick to deal with

[Interlude]
Now why can’t we fuck with this bitch? (She’s boppin’)
Wait, tell him why we can’t fuck with this bitch? (That bitch she boppin’)
What is she? She a BB, what does that stand for? (She boppin’)
She, what do she be doin’? (She boppin’)

[Chorus]
Now I’m at a fuckin’ clinic
Cause my dick is swollen’ and keeps itchin’
Nigga, I’mma kill this bitch (She’s a boppin’ bitch)

[Outro]
Where’s my gun? I’mma kill this bitch
To all my niggas out there listening, that bitch (She’s boppin’)
And don’t let her suck your dick or you’ll get hurt

Tyler, The Creator – Who Dat Boy (feat. A$AP Rocky) lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Yo, who dat boy? Who him is?
Him that ni-guh, I swear
Stand out guy, him don’t need no chair
Well, where the fuck him at? ‘Cause nigga, I’m right here
I don’t shop at the mall, all y’all just
Dumb mothafucka, I’m a goddamn artist
You can give me some markers and I’ll draw you a closet
And you know that it’s GOLF, bitch, gonna make the deposit
Nigga fresh to death like he got dressed in a coffin
Cons, overalls, and a striped shirt
The boy drips swag like a broken faucet
It’s runnin’, nigga, I’m runnin’ shit
That cherry be the bomb like he ran in Boston
Won’t stop ’til the cops surround him
One nigga jiggy and the other awesome
With his fuckin’ face blown off, that’s how they found him
It’s Young T

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky]
Who dat boy? Who him is?
Who dat boy? Who him is?
Nigga, who dat boy? Who him is?
Who dem boys? Nigga, who dem is, nigga?
Why you niggas feel like that?
Mad ’cause a nigga neck chill like that
You mad ’cause a nigga push wheel like that?
Why you puttin’ bad vibes in the air like that?
Nigga, who dem boys?

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Who dem is? Nigga, who dem is?
Who else step in this bitch this jig?
Who else your bitch say got a bick this big?
Who else came through with a wrist this flick?
Nigga, Guess my pants, do my dance
Spin around, bitch, you could kiss my ass
Never seen a nigga in this much Raf
Still doin’ math when I miss my class
Was it Summertime ’06, had the Number (N)ine
Nigga, never mind, was another time before Vince
Had the Gucci gold tips with the letterman
Nigga, dollar sign was my favorite number at the time
Fresh freshmen ’til they skipped my ass
Senior citizen, don’t forget my pass
Been that nigga and you knew that there
Make the dick disappear, how she do that there?

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky]
Who dat boy? Who him is?
Who dat boy? Who him is?
Nigga, who dat boy? Who him is?
Who dem boys? Nigga, who dem is, nigga?
Why you niggas feel like that?
Mad ’cause a nigga’s neck chill like that
You mad ’cause a nigga push wheel like that?
Why you puttin’ bad vibes in the-?

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky]
Fuck the rap, I’m tryna own a planet
From my other fuckin’ business ventures
These niggas these days
Actin’ like some bitches, like they’re fuckin’ with ya (yeah)
Teeth is glistenin’, Jesus, Christmas
He just shittin’, she exquisite, bitches be expensive
(Yeah, let ’em know, nigga) And I don’t even need attention
WANG$AP on the bumper sticker, fuck you niggas
Fuck global warming, my neck is so frío
I’m currently lookin’ for ’95 Leo
My mom say she worried because I’m so ill
I should stay in bed, but got too much bread
To make, she said watch my weight
So I stayed home and start eatin’ some meals
Get out of my way, way, boy that’s McLaren
That’s 0 to 60 in 2 point nueve, I’m gone

[Video Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Call me, call me, call me, uh
Call me, call me, call me, uh
Call me, call me, call me, uh
Call me, call me, call me
Call me, how you doin’?
Call me, my name is Lonely, nice to meet you
Here’s my number, you can reach me, woo!
911, call me, call me some time
911, call me, call me some time
911, call me, call me some time
911, call me
911, call me

Frank Ocean – Thinkin About You lyrics

[Verse 1]
A tornado flew around my room before you came
Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn’t rain in
Southern California, much like Arizona
My eyes don’t shed tears, but boy, they pour when

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m thinkin’ ’bout you (Ooh no, no, no)
I’ve been thinkin’ bout you (You know, know, know)
I’ve been thinkin’ bout you, do you think about me still?
Do ya, do ya?

[Chorus]
Or do you not think so far ahead?
Cause I been thinkin’ bout forever, ooh
Or do you not think so far ahead?
Cause I been thinkin’ bout forever, ooh

[Verse 2]
No, I don’t like you, I just thought you were cool enough to kick it
Got a beach house I could sell you in Idaho
Since you think I don’t love you, I just thought you were cute
That’s why I kissed you
Got a fighter jet, I don’t get to fly it though, I’m lying down

[Pre-Chorus]
Thinkin’ ’bout you (Ooh no, no, no)
I’ve been thinkin’ bout you (You know, know, know)
I’ve been thinkin’ bout you, do you think about me still?
Do ya, do ya?

[Chorus]
Or do you not think so far ahead?
Cause I been thinkin’ bout forever, ooh
Or do you not think so far ahead?
Cause I been thinkin’ bout forever, ooh

[Bridge]
Yes, of course, I remember, how could I forget how you feel?
You know you were my first time, a new feel
It won’t ever get old, not in my soul, not in my spirit, keep it alive
We’ll go down this road ’til it turns from color to black and white

[Chorus]
Or do you not think so far ahead?
Cause I been thinkin’ bout forever, ooh
Or do you not think so far ahead?
Cause I been thinkin’ bout forever, ooh

Speedy Ortiz – Sport Death lyrics

We’re playing house
What I’m fixing to find out
Is it a house you like?
Ambling families
Intolerable rambling
Tracing their claims on design
(Told ya)

Why’d you ask the question if you won’t believe the answer? Why’d you ask the question?
Officer, may I mistake emergent aggression
For undivided protection?

[Chorus]
If you’re part of our clan
You’ll never watch your back again
Listen in, the new professionals have got a plan
Sure, it smarts
Trusting us thus far
Listen in, the new professionals have got a plan
Listen, I’m your new professional

Guilty of ghosting
Flagrantly floating
Easy to anger
I love you to death
So I’ll probably end up dead

Why’d you wear the button if you bet against the team?
Why’d your grind your voice down shouting?
My opponent pawns his purpose
Pugnacious skirting that ends in partisan flirting

[Chorus]
If you’re not quick to talk
They’ll never let you talk at all
Listen in, the new professionals have got a plan
Sure, it smarts
Trusting us thus far
Listen in, the new professionals have got a plan
Listen, I’m your new professional

Entering the fray every waking day
That’s why I don’t wake sometimes
Cutting in and out
Circuitry half-gutted
That’s why I don’t play like the toys you made

Strutting to the new kids walking your walk
And the new professionals have got a plan
Listen, I’m your new professional

Speedy Ortiz – Villain lyrics

We ride the same bus, he knows my name
Covers a wet cloth, he sweats disdain

“I want to know what kind of games you like
I want to know what kind of games you like”
He talks like he knows me, so I’m being polite

Know not to cater untidy spreads
We rode the same bus, until it wrecked

“I want to know what kind of porn you like
I want to know what kind of porn you like”
He asks me these questions
Did he earn the right?
No way

[Chorus]
Hey, hot thing, you win some and you lose some
I’m calling security
Hey, hot thing, you blame some and you shame some
I’m hailing an ambulance
Hey, small thing, you catch some and infect some
But I don’t wanna be the sullen type
I don’t want my secret safe for life
Onomatopoeia till I never get to sleep

I want to know if a “no” means “alright”
I want to know if a “no” means “alright”
He looks past my answer
Did he earn the right?
No way
No way

[Chorus]
Hey, hot thing, you win some and you lose some
I’m calling security
Hey, hot thing, you blame some and you shame some
I’m hailing an ambulance
Hey, small thing, you catch some and infect some
But I don’t wanna be the puzzling type
I don’t want my secret safe for life
Onomatopoeia where I wouldn’t wanna be

Speedy Ortiz – Shine Theory lyrics

[Verse 1]
Drop the word I’m
Meant to use to
Coax the pretty waiter from his restaurant
Though he’s bad news
And a cartoon
Of every trope the trophy world’s designed to want

[Pre-Chorus]
They say I am a spoiled thing
I keep my scar out on my head
And always come when I am told to go
I leave my neighbors scary notes
Which I don’t sign while they’re at work
And I don’t listen when he tries to talk
Stare at his flapping jaw

[Chorus]
I wanna want him so bad
But I don’t recognize the charms that he has
‘Cause my heart looks in on itself
And he’d be better loved by somebody else
Who cares about his face

[Verse 2]
Like a robot
Who inflicts one shot
Then starts to wheel away despite his protocol
I got a hook in
The conversation
Which I played for meaty bait, though it was watered down

[Pre-Chorus]
They say I am a spoiled mess
I never fold up what should fold
And shine much better in my house, alone
The charts predict a brother kid
But doctors say I need a sis
That I can pawn off to my spiral shell
And tie to my cord as well

[Chorus]
I wanna want her so bad
But I don’t recognize the charms that she has
‘Cause my heart looks in on itself
And any friend I make’s a stagehand at best
To help along the play

[Bridge]
Fights first and facts last
These lads have the asses for TV
But who’s taking my picture?
They better be taking it only of me

[Chorus]
I wanna want him so bad
But I don’t recognize the charms that he has
I hear he’s pretty and swell, but I don’t get aroused

I wanna want that so bad
But I don’t recognize the charms that I have
‘Cause my heart looks in on itself
That’s why the beacon’s burnt

Speedy Ortiz – American Horror lyrics

[Verse]
Well it’s not what you think
But it is that thought which brought you into this web
Full of bees, found you in the glue and began their stinging
Who could have guessed you’d be out on a stretcher
After your home stretch?
All pocked and bruised
And they still you here at least ’til the fit’s through

[Chorus 1]
They trust you just to your own feet
And keep you here for a whole week
Cause you’re acting strap-down crazy
They keep you here for a whole week

[Verse]
The state house is a trafficked spot
You kick your dirty feet upon
Then that web with all those bees
Got your poor legs sticky, oh what a bad scene
Who could’ve guessed
You’d be down for a spell, blood out on a new bed
Figured you’d know
I would put the kid in me and wouldn’t let him go

[Chorus 2]
Trust me just to my own feet
And keep me up for a whole week
Baby I feel so crazy
You keep me up for a whole week

[Chorus 1]

Speedy Ortiz – Everything’s Bigger lyrics

[Verse 1]
The lion’s just like me
He’s a twin and I was a twin
Although, his twin grew up
So I must join the stage of awful singles ventilating
We head up to Vermont for a couple days

[Chorus]
You say the name of a state when horror’s underway
So you might escape back to the place where horror stays away
Still, you might escape

[Verse 2]
Me, I’m just like my wife
She’s a blade and I’m a dull knife
Turned up in a bouquet
And we get red for days
Soaking through our silk and unbathed
We head up to Vermont

[Bridge]
And I don’t know whose call it was that I should share a life
With someone who resembles me and copies my speech
Down to every lisp and slur I practiced to put on
It’s hard to keep a dialect when you keep changing where you come from

[Chorus]
And that’s a place where horrors fade away
So you might escape back to a place where horrors fade away
Still, you might escape to the place when horror’s underway
Still, you might escape back to a place where horror stays away
Still, you might escape

[Outro]
Guess I could just get set up with someone’s got my given name

Speedy Ortiz – Oxygal lyrics

[Verse 1]
It’s only the old boys who call through the trees
Sucking the mist up, I guess it was real
And they’ve got guns

Now I don’t hear them
Having shut the shades and secured locks on every door I can lock
Sure that if I second guess my work and stick my head out
It’ll blow off in one shot

[Verse 2]
And who wants to sleep by her who death becomes?
Someone who sleeps with her neck in reverse
It’s only me

You look at me, I turn around and wonder am I dreaming?
Nidgeting a startled pulse out of a little calf with your knee
I foresee us undercover, faking darker habits
Better call it off before me

[Chorus]
Or be in this picture
This picture with me
Be in this picture
This picture with me
Fell for a bone bag who sank in my stream
Now, you’d better dry off, so nobody sees

[Verse 3]
It’s only the old boys who reserve the rooms
And it’s only Oxygal, accepts the key

Solve for a way just to stifle the mim
Gets so complacent when he swallows my fingers
Did all I could just to keep you around
So while you stand around

[Chorus]
Be in this picture
This picture with me
Be in this picture
This picture with me
Fell for a bombshell who tripped in my street
Now, we’d better part ways, so nobody sees

[Guitar Solo]

[Outro]
Sucking the mist up, I guess it was real
Good thing I taught you the backstroke you hate

Speedy Ortiz – Ka-Prow! lyrics

[Verse 1]
Arsenal of tans
A mistress with matches held out from either hand
Arsenal of tans
Tick-tick, tick, tick, tick
Another automatic stick
Tick, tick, tick
Another automatic stick

[Chorus]
Blow off, you blew away
You wanna see me every day
You wanna swallow my flames ’til another sucker lights me up

[Verse 2]
Scorched skyline for days
The neo-sororital sequence burned and frayed
Arsenal of tans
Tick-tick, tick, tick, tick
A fucking automatic…

[Chorus]
Blow off, you blew away
You wanna see me every day
You wanna swallow my flames ’til you burst from the gut
Come on, light me up

Blow off and into space
Burn your tongue and get a taste
Heat the skin and stoke the flames
All-consumed, dynamite
I see it every night

Speedy Ortiz – Hexxy lyrics

[Verse 1]
Never was the one to keep our plants alive in the sun
Feeding all the slugs and ticks that dragged around in the mud
Not me
Not me

[Verse 2]
As if it was torture porn
This rat piles me up to my neck in centipedes and scorpions
My dear, don’t you know it’s a trick?
I believe
It’s a breeze

[Chorus]
So if it’s my birthday, did I just get lucky?
Or did God just toss me in?
Lost my little brother
Am I just a killer?
Was he just a bug I squished?

[Verse 3]
Who were you to call me out on walking on two legs, not six?
And six times I got swatted down in the mesh
I was gnawing on all your debris
Your debris

[Chorus]
So if it’s my birthday, were you born just like me?
With my very heart and teeth?
Ate the other children hatching from my mother
Come on, would you let me feed?

Let me!

So if it’s my birthday, were you born just like me?
With my very heart and teeth?
Ate the other children hatching from my mother
Come on, would you let me feed?

Sevdaliza – Voodoov lyrics

How, how beautiful
How soothing, oh
That everything is as it is
Not as I wish
I wish I was like that too

How, how beautiful
How soothing, oh
That everything is as it is
Not as I wish
I wish I was like that too

Sevdaliza – 5D lyrics

We have our reasons
We belong
To the stars

Guardian angels
Float with us
Float with us

If I ask
Do you know where to go?
If I trust
Do you care to show?

Come here
Close your eyes
Go within
Brace the light
Present tense
I am one
Do you feel that we belong?

We have our reasons
We belong
To the stars

Guardian angels
Float with us
Float with us

If I ask
Do you know where to go?
If I trust
Do you care to show?

Come here
Close your eyes
Go within
Brace the light
Present tense
I am one
Do you feel that we belong?

Sevdaliza – Energ1 lyrics

You had the most
Before you ghosted
Sign smokes of proof
I had to stop calling you

Here is your exit
For all that had access
I never had exes
Never met a man who loved as I left him all

I never met you
I’ll never forget you
I never met the kind of heart
That loves without tearing apart

I’m near
I’m sure
This kind of love is not for me to have
Don’t give to take
This bond is forcing me to wide awake
Forcing me awake

Let’s take it back to the start

I don’t think
I’m sure
This kind of love is not for me to have
Don’t give to take
This bond is forcing me to wide awake

Sevdaliza – Human Nature lyrics

[Verse 1]
Soft is the tone of my voice
Water has trebled my eye
Black
Ashed by a taste of his world

[Chorus]
Touched by an angel
Have you met an angel?
Touched by an angel
Touched by an angel
You were touched by an angel

[Bridge]
Our souls have been seperated
Our souls have been seperated

[Chorus]
Have you met an angel?
Touched by an angel
Have you met an angel?

You were touched by an angel, an…
Touched by an angel

Have you met an angel?
Touched by an angel
Have you met an angel?

[Post-Chorus]
Human nature
Human nature
Human nature
Human nature

[Outro]
I am teaching you to be selfish
Let me repeat it
Because the word ‘selfishness’ has been condemned so much
That it is every possibility to misunderstand
But, the word is really beautiful
To be selfish simply means to be yourself

Sevdaliza – Mad Woman lyrics

Heart is sick
She’s a maverick
And a mad, mad woman

She builds ships to wreck
A crazy bitch
And bad, bad woman

I’m a lunatic
I’m what God forbids
A mad, mad woman

I build ships to wreck
A crazy bitch
And a bad, bad woman

I’m a bad, bad woman

I’m a bad, bad woman

She’s a mad, mad woman

She’s a mad, mad woman

She’s a mad, mad…

Mad, mad…

Sevdaliza – Observer lyrics

Days float by
Observant
Conscience calls
State of mind
Home’s within
Home’s the heart

I’m not a part
I’m not a part
I’m not a part of anything
I’m near the part
I’m near the part
I’m near the part of letting love in

I’m high on light
I’m high
I’m high on light
I’m high

Days float by
Observant
Conscience calls
State of mind
Home’s within
Home’s the heart

I’m not a part
I’m not a part
I’m not a part of anything
I’m near the part
I’m near the part
I’m near the part of letting love in

I’m high on light
I’m high
I’m high on light
I’m high

Days float by
Observant
Conscience calls
State of mind
Home’s within
Home’s the heart

I’m not a part
I’m not a part
I’m not a part of anything
I’m near the part
I’m near the part
I’m near the part of letting love in

I’m high on light
I’m high
I’m high on light
I’m high
I’m high on light
I’m high
I’m high on light
I’m high