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lirik lagu cowboy [v1] – tyler, the creator

[verse 1]
knock*knock, mothaf*cks, it’s me, mr. cl*sterf*ck
what, when, where, how, like who gives a f*ck
golf w*ng m*o*b, mopping n*ggas ante up
ain’t been this f*cking sick since brain cancer ate my granny up
rest in peace or lie in it, life ain’t got no light in it
darker than that closet that n*gga frankie was hiding in
open it, dope in it, bobby where’s my f*cking pipe?
dress my little d*ck as ike, twenty says i hit your wife
this is life, truthfully i just want to fly some kites
grab salem and slater and go around, riding bikes
get some ice cream, golf w*ng roscoe’s for the night
to skate around and do annoying sh*t that older peeps despise
n*gga, f*ck it though, going hard as riga mo
got a n*gga dollars and a couple cracker kids at shows
cracked a couple kids in the head with this cast
had a blast out in europe, had a swedish b*tch l!cking toes
that’s how it goes, designing clothes
cats on everything, cats on everything
you think all this money will make a happy me?
but i’m ’bout as lonely as crackers that supermodels eat
everybody’s sparking but me, and i keep coughing
can’t keep calm in this spot’s hot box and i’m getting nauseous
hop in the car, ride to saugus, and head straight to the office
p*ssed off at jasper because that’s some f*ggot sh*t called “pink dolphin”
i roll here on a mean unicorn
green hat, vans, golf top is the team uniform
downing that capri sun, tighten my bandana up
something like a lez, i’m forgetting my d*mn manners cause
[chorus]
i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy

[verse 2]
when you’re alone thoughts start coming in
punching in that dark lock box and they start rummaging
sh*t you’ve got to battle with, wishing they could skedaddle
but it makes your shadow say none, fun and grab the gun again
i needed to get out of the house
so i hit the dead sams, and we went biking it out
in a black hoodie, with an arizona and a bag of skittles
just to see what all that f*cking hype is about (rip)
now everytime you see a roach you think of me, ayy?
cause everytime i see one i think what his parents would say
in court saying i ate him, i wasn’t present that day
i was with whitney smoking, sitting at the dock of the bay

[chorus]
i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy
[verse 3]
do you know how weird it is knowing i make a bunch of cheese
while my friends can’t afford little pizzas from little caesars
and their whole goal is to roll up and smoke bowls
so i don’t feel bad when they not eating
(but you still treating us, you punk b*tch)
wolf haley got more methods than pinkman
i’m never civil, f*ck lincoln, ‘preme out the bag it’s no wrinkles
i’m okie dokie and loopy and b00boo nana and caca
if you think i’m f*cking koo*koo, try talking to my shrink then

[skit: tyler, the creator as dr. tc, sam, and wolf]
“hey…”
“b*tch.”
“i’m right here.”
“yo, who’s that..?”
“that’s salem, that’s my girlfriend. you stay the f*ck away from her alright?”

[chorus]
i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy

[outro]
this was the original.. i just didn’t.. feel like putting it on the album, but… i hope you like it..
i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy on my own trip
and i am the cowboy

- tyler the creator

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