ODD TODDLERS-ATC

Ugh, yeah, how you doing today?

Ugh

Yeah, uh-huh, yeah

Ace the Creator, man, look

, uh-huh

Odd Future, look

Look

 

Hello, the hype is so mellow

Bitch, I'm dope, but my pipe is so yellow

The blue polka dots, pink stripes, and it's pink on the title

Nigga, fuck your role model, bitch, I'm my own idol, and

If you can't face it, my nigga, you can ass it

My accessorized accessories bring out my assets

Nigga, this sound on acid tablets

Stussy's G-Shock with my custom pair of 3D glasses

I suffer from ADHD

I should win a fucking award for being me

Beat banging, the tom-toms

My produce selection is fresh, nigga, fuck Vons

Ace the underdog, throw them on the back bender

'Cause I change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender

Eating Belgian waffles with Italian biscotts

I sold my soul to the devil for thirty percent off

And to you emo kids who walk around pissed off

Step One: Pull your panties down and start to piss off

Step Two: Run to your radio, turn this shit off

Nigga didn't bother, so my father didn't help

So when my mom would beat my ass, she would always hit me with Gucci belts

Gucci imprint from leather welts

 

Uh-huh, yeah

Ace the Creator, man

yo

Uh-huh, Odd Future, nigga

Get used to, ugh

Let me— Ayy, I'ma slow it down right quick for you

Look

 

I'm so dapper, man, funky-fresh, Dapper Dan

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

On award tour, on excursions

I'm a virgin of swap meets, I'm so pure, so sick, it's no cure

I'm dope, where the fiends at? Aight, where the jeans at?

The hat, the crew, the T-shirt is Supreme

Ugh