Tyler, The Creator - WHO DAT BOY

★ Intro: Tyler, The Creator ★
Yo

★ Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky, Both ★
Yo, who dat boy? Who him is?
Him that ni-gga, I swear
Stand out guy, him don't need no chair
Where the fuck him at, nigga, I'm right here
I don't shop at the mall, all y'all just some dumb mothafuckers
I'm a goddamn artist, you can give me some markers
Draw you a closet, know that it's GOLF, bitch, make a 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 (Woo)
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, Both ★
Who dat boy, who him is?
I said, who dat boy, who him is?
I said, who dat boy,, who him is?
I said, who dat boy,, who him is?
Shit, why you niggas feel like that? (Fuck)
Mad 'causе a nigga neck chill like that (What)
You mad 'cause a nigga push wheel likе that?
Why you puttin' (Nigga) bad vibes in the air like that?
Come on nigga
See Tyler, The Creator LiveGet tickets as low as $185★ Verse 2: A$AP Rocky & Tyler, The Creator, Both ★
Who them boys, nigga, who them is?
Who else stepped in this bitch this jig? (Nobody)
Who else your bitch say got a dick this big? (Maybe me & you)
Who else came through with a wrist this flick? (No nigga)
Guess my pants (What?), do my dance (What?)
Spin around, bitch, you could kiss my ass (Coachella)
Never seen a nigga in this much Raf
Still doin' math (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
It was summertime '06, had the Number (N)ine
Nigga, never mind, was another time
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
A senior citizen, don't forget my pass
I've been that nigga and you knew that there
She make the dick disappear, how she do that there?

★ Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky, Both ★
Who dat boy, who him is?
Who dat boy, who him is?
Who dat boy, who him is?
Who dat boy, who him is?

★ Segue: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky ★
Wait (Woo)

★ Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky, Both ★
Listen, fuck the rap, I'm tryna own a planet
From my other fuckin' business ventures (Woo), nigga
These niggas these days actin' like some bitches
Like, they're fuckin' with ya (What?)
He just shittin' (What?), Jesus (What?), Christmas
He just shitted, T exquisite, bitches be expensive
And I don't even need attention, WANG$AP on the bumper sticker, fuck you nigga
Fuck global warming, my neck is so frío
I'm currently lookin' for '95
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, boy, that's McLaren
That's 0 to 60 in 2 point nueve, Coachella (Ayy)

★ Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky, Both ★
What, what
Who dat boy, nigga
I said, who dat boy,, who him is?
I said, who dat boy,, who him is?
I said, who dat boy,, who him is?

★ Outro: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky ★
A$AP, nigga
Make some noise for A$AP fucking Rocky