Album Name

CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST

Artist

Tyler, The Creator, Domo Genesis

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2021.06.25

Release Agency

Sony Music

Lil' white bitch gon' say
You need to say
something about that
You need to say
somethin' 'bout black-
Bitch suck my-
Yeah
Go time
That ain't in your religion
you just followin' your mama
She followed your granny
she obeyed master
Did y'all even ask her Questions
it's holes in them stories
Is it holes in your blessings Yeah
I'm bold with the message
I know I ain't got the answer
But I ain't gon' cheerlead
with y'all just to be a dancer
I'ma groove to my own drums
sunlight in my shadow baby
Move 'til my soul comes
let them serpents rattle baby
Crackin' like broke porcelain bitch
We ocean deep if you just pour
us in a portion of shit
Them people try to twist my view
on some contortionist shit
I had to reevaluate what was
important and shit OF
Finders keepers when you creep
inside my mind it's madness Yeah
If I see peace I'm like a fiend Ooh
uh gotta have it
Lord cover me I'm goin' in
walls closin' in Uh
How I'm supposed
to be protected Huh
when the laws want us in
Y'all want us dead
just 'cause the skin
is the black type Ah
Teach me everything and be
amazed I don't act right
What the fuck
I'm tappin' the matrix
I'm back and they hate it
I'm black and make 'em pay me
capital statements you dig
Word on my back I'm tryna
fashion a statement
I ain't no bastard we the master
of the path that we blazin'
you dig What
On God now
I came a long way from my past
nigga it's obvious
V12 engine I'm fishtailing
on some sloppy shit Skrrrrt
Internet bringin' old lyrics up
like I hide this shit
What's your address
I could probably send you a copy bitch
I was canceled before canceled
was with Twitter fingers Haha
Protestin' outside my shows
I gave them the middle finger
I was a teener
tweetin' Selena crazy shit
Didn't wanna offend her
apologize when I seen her
Back when I was tryna
fuck Bieber Just-in
I say with my chest out
you say with your chest in nigga
Say it with your chest nigga
Black bodies hanging from trees
I cannot make sense of this Uh
Hit some protest up
retweeted positive messages Uh
Donated some funds
then I went and copped me
a necklace
I'm probably a coon
and your standard's based
on this evidence
Am I doin' enough or not doin' enough
I'm tryna run with the baton
but see my shoe's in the mud
I feel like anything I say dawg
I'm screwin' shit up Sorry
So I just tell these black babies
they should do what they want
Freedom need 'em
my niggas seen 'em
Free 'em don't fuck
with the law like damn Gina
So calm the fuck down
before we duck rounds
And fireballs that make your family
have to duck the fuck down
We frontline we got the mazel
tov that we can chuck now Woo
'Cause anytime we movin' up
it's like a What the fuck now
They playin' games we strappin' up
we cockin' aim Yeah
We aim to shoot we shoot to claim
what we need
We done with pain and the grievin'
niggas is done with the peace
Whether it's personal or
for the whole of niggas indeed Yah
I might not have dreadlocks
I might have these gold teeth
But I'm a nigga like you
and you's a nigga like me Yeah
So let's be niggas together
and let's be niggas with plans
But put this plastic on first
'cause shit is hittin' the fan Scott
Shit like this make me wanna
turn my baseball cap to the side
You know with the T.I. lean
Y'all fake mad
Catch up niggas
Gettin' y'all identity huh
Gangsta Grillz
Go get a fuckin' hobby
Shit
Ain't nobody perfect
Well at least y'all ain't hah