Tyler, The Creator - Colossus/PartyIsntOver/Campfire/Bimmer

★ i - colossus ★
★ verse ★
Went to six flags, six fags came up
And said "ayo! can we get a pic?" i said no
And they said "oh! it's wolf gang, "yonkers", goblin is my shit though"
Now i'm like, "fuck, i don't want to be an asshole"
So i'm sitting there posing with travis, devon
With a fake smile like her titties was drawing it on
So fucking annoyed 'cause i missed goliath
'cause some kid said i was there, then they caused a riot (tyler's here!)
Now i'm surrounded by a 25 hound of fuckers tryna get a photo
All because they noticed the top with the box logo
And them fucking ears, guarantee they didn't even hear bastard
They bandwagon-jumped me from a pogo
I'm going fucking loco, "hey, tyler, can i...?"
No, bitch, don't you see me tryna buy a fucking churro?
"but tyler, you're my hero, i used to get bullied
Until i heard "radicals," the last part got to me
See, i used to give a fuck until my cock would bleed
Now i'm the happiest i think i'll ever ever be
My life is just like yours, no father
My momma must have forgot to stop with a popped condom
In school i was the one that was thinking outside boxes
So everybody in them would say that i got problems
So when i heard you say it, i said it back like fuck 'em
You're an inspiration to niggas like me
Not the niggas who just like you 'cause of lyrics and beats
I'm talking 'bout the niggas who don't know where they're going to be
I heard the song "bastard" right in the moment of heat
Not in summer, but of course, i was holding a heat
Gun on the edge of my feet, i heard that first piano chord
And it drew me in like predators carrying treats
Then i said to myself, "fuck, is he speaking to me?"
See, me and you, we go together like snare and a beat
I mean snare and a kick drum, see my forearm?
I carved of on it this morning with a glass shard
On my green mini ramp that i built in my backyard (that's weird)
That's hard, that scar from playing air guitar
When i see you play at the roxy (uhh)
Tyler, i love you, wanna be just like you (alright)
I think about your face and i don't even fucking try to (no homo)
Wish i had a basement meant for me to hide you
We could play xbox and listen to "in search of..." and eat donuts
Over conversating 'bout what church does
Come up with weird-ass videos with roach bugs
I'm straight edge too, so no drugs on this trip
And raquel that bitch, you should've killed that bitch
You should've took me instead (uhh, that's weird)
See, if you can't have her then he shouldn't neither
And if i can't have you then she shouldn't either
No one should see you, but me in your t-shirt
I worship you until the fucking wrinkles on my knees hurt (what the fuck)
Odd future, wolf gang, golf wang, flog gnaw, free earl mobbing
I know it seems like i'm just slobbing on your knob
But i'm just a fan and i ain't losing my fucking noggin (yeah, you are)
I ain't got a job and i went out and bought goblin about 5 times
'cause (thanks for the support) i love you man (alright)
I like tie-dyed tees or just plain white tees
I like pants that's cut, i like words like "fuck"
I got your pics on my wall with the mouth cut out
Now paper cuts on my balls because your dick's in my jaw (what the fuck)
And i hit you on twitter about 10 minutes a day
And now i'm bitter 'cause you don't even reply with a "hey" (sorry)
And my boys think i'm gay 'cause i play "vcr"
In my car all alone speakers waking up neighbors..."
All right, my nigga, calm down, it's getting weird, take this pic
So i can get on colossus, line as slow as molasses
(tyler, listen) no, nigga, i see you're loving my shit
And i appreciate the fact that you would suck on my dick
But i'm not gay so it's awkward, now i'm grouchy like oscar
After spilling some shit on his newest pair of beige dockers
"yonkers" and "yonkers" (i love that song) sick of hearing about "yonkers"
I'm grateful that it worked, i attacked and i conquered
"yeah whatever but i had a fucking blast at that concert
I was at the boston one, i got a t-shirt from sagan
The one that say "sagan lockhart" and when you came out to "sandwitches"
That's when my fucking boy-crush got started"

★ outro ★
Just take this fucking picture man, shit

★ ii - partyisntover ★

★ verse: tyler the creator ★
Uhm, i said, the party isn't over
We could still dance, but i don't have no rhythm
So fuck it, take a chance with me
The party isn't over, we could still dance girl
But i don't have no rhythm
So fuck it, take a chance with a nigga
Like me, like me
Uhm, i said, the party isn't over
We could still dance, but i don't have no rhythm
So fuck it, take a chance with me
The party isn't over, we could still dance girl
But i don't have no rhythm
So fuck it, take a chance with a nigga
Like me, like me

★ iii - campfire ★

★ verse 1: tyler the creator ★
Yeah, um
All i needed was a stick, grab the marshmallows
Motherfuckers getting lynched and burned
I earned it, my flog gnaw badge is looking good
On this brand new jacket
The donuts on the flag waving over the cabin
Now grab them graham crackers and pass them over here
Hurry, quickly i need a piece of hersheys
Darker than the corners of the bushes we be lurking
I centered the mellow over the graham
Heated it too long now, it's melting over my hand
Fuck it, i'll bite it, i burnt it, but i liked it
Camping with my niggas, its so fucking exciting

★ interlude: kids ★
We're making s'mores by the campfire
Camp flog gnaw, golf wang summer

★ verse 2: laetitia sadier ★
Sat by the fire
To witness gentle, but radical
Transformation, ceased to be mindless
Create our own sweetness
At last growing the heart

★ interlude: tyler, the creator ★
Yo bring the bass back in
Yeah, haha
Who ate all the fuckin' chocolate?
Oh that's domo fat ass, haha
Yeah
I ain't trying to go home, really

★ iv - bimmer ★

★ hook: tyler the creator ★
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
And you got a lot of drive, i’m trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer
See your ignition, baby girl i'm trying to key up
And your head lights are off, i'm trying to see 'em
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and smash

★ verse 1: tyler the creator & (frank ocean) ★
Pop some tame impala, your man got a lame impala
(it'll get dark outside soon)
And i'm sharing slurpees and you ain't even begin to swallow
You’re fucking nuts, green top we coupled up
Run my fingers through em as you wax and buff my muffler
Cause i fingered you, you think the fucking ring is coming up?
(where the street lights trail, oooooooo)
Maybe, i don’t know, i think you’re chill
(ride for)
Riding on my pegs, and my back against your legs
And a seatbelt is needed if i get between 'em, yeah


★ hook: tyler the creator ★
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
And you got a lot of drive, i’m trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer
See your ignition, baby girl i'm trying to key up
And your head lights are off, i'm trying to see 'em
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and smash

★ verse 2: frank ocean ★
Mmmm it’ll get dark outside, soon (my baby, ride for me)
Where the street lights trail (my baby, ride for me)
You ain’t gotta lie to kick it darling
It’s cool we’re moving slow

★ bridge: tyler the creator ★
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
You got a lot of drive i’m trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer, smash
You remind me of my bimmer

★ outro: lionel ★
Where you been, man?
Oh, i had a drop off to make real quick. hey, have you seen salem?
Oh she with that new dude, wolf, or, darnell, whatever his name is
Fuck that nigga, man. hey you know where they went?
I seen 'em going down by the lake
What the fuck!
You good man? you need some sherm? i got some
I got a can of these baked beans too

Tyler Gregory Okonma, known professionally as Tyler, The Creator, was born on March 6, 1991, in California. He rose to fame in the early 2010s as a founding member of the rap collective, Odd Future. Known for his explosive personality and absurdist lyrical content, Tyler quickly gained recognition in the hip-hop community.

In 2009, Tyler released his debut mixtape, Bastard, which showcased his raw talent and unique style. He followed this up with his debut studio album, Goblin, in 2011, under XL Recordings. This was just the beginning of a successful music career that would see the release of several more albums, including Wolf in 2013, Cherry Bomb in 2015, Flower Boy in 2017, and IGOR in 2019.

In addition to his music career, Tyler is also a talented video director, stylist, TV writer, and actor. He has his own fashion brand called Golf Wang and has created two comedic television programs for Adult Swim: Loiter Squad and The Jellies.

Tyler's most recent release, CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST, continues to showcase his musical evolution and storytelling abilities. He has proven himself to be a versatile artist who is constantly pushing boundaries and challenging the status quo in the music industry.

In 2019, Tyler won his first Grammy for Best Rap Album for IGOR, which also topped the Billboard 200 chart. His impact on the music industry and pop culture as a whole is undeniable, and he continues to inspire and influence a new generation of artists with his creativity and innovation.