Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 435 , by - Tyler, The Creator. Release date: 07.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
435 |
| Yeah, Ayo |
| Ayo |
| I put the feline in my hair, looking like a cheetah pet |
| And you know they getting green, if a flower on their neck |
| If a flower on their neck, hit Clancy on the text |
| I ain't tryna check a bag, can we get another jet? |
| I ain't gas niggas up, but that fuel is 50 grand |
| Passionfruit in D.R., had me dripping in the sand |
| New nigga from New York, I'ma give him sticky hands |
| Sticky fingers from the green, Jasper playing with them grams |
| They was playing at the grams, one nom ain't enough |
| I'm a make sure that that shit ain't happening again |
| Golf boys, it's them golf boys |
| In that 12 seater wings looking like a hawk boy |
| Getting to the paper better reup on the chalk board |
| Because the student turned into the teacher |
| Don't talk boy, class in session |
| 1-5, I'm a 7 |
| I'ma god nigga ask your reverend |
| And that crib in Bel-Air is heaven |
| Hot-coco outta chinas nigga pass the beverage, yeah |
| Comme Des on that hombre |
| Haters with the long face |
| New whip is pirelli tire'd like a long day |
| Big dollars, the scent Prada |
| Skinny nigga also big poppa, women they adore me |
| If you see me out in public, no pictures don't record me |
| I don't really fuck with y'all nigga, selfish at the orgy, uh |
| Bitch |
| One take |
| Yeah |