Tyler, the Creator - Cowboy

[Verse 1: Tyler, the Creator] Knock knock motherfucks it's me Mr. Clusterfuck What, when, where, how, like who gives a fuck Golf Wang M-O-B, mopping niggas ante up Ain't been this fucking sick since brain cancer ate my Granny up Rest in peace to (?), life ain't got no light in it Darker than that closet that nigga Frankie was hiding in Open it, dope in it, Bobby where's my fucking pipe? Trust my little dick is a'ight, twenty says I hit your wife This is life,truthfully I just want to fly some kites Grab Salem and Slater and go around, ride bikes Get some ice cream, Golf Wang rascals for the night Skate around and do annoying shit that older peeps despise Nigga fuck it though, going hard as riggalo Got a nigga dollars and a couple crackers hit the show Cracked a couple kids in the head with this cast Had a blast out Europe, had a Swedish bitch nigga hoes That's how it goes; designing clothes, cats on everything, cats on everything You think all this money will make a happy me? But I'm about as lonely as crackers that supermodels eat Everybody's sparking it yet I keep coughing Can't keep calm in this spot top box and I get nauseous Hop in the car and write a song as I'm heading straight to the office Pissed at Jasper because that's some faggot shit called "Pink Dolphin" [Hook: Tyler, the Creator] See,I roll here on a mean unicorn Green hat,Vans, Golf top with the team uniform Tighten the kupris so I'm tying my bandana up Sunk them like the Reds I forget it like Dan Manners cause I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip [Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator] But when you're alone thoughts start coming in Punching in that dark light box and they start rummaging Shit you've got to battle with, wish that they could skedaddle But it makes your shadow say none, fuck it grab the gun again I needed to get out of the house, so I hit the dead (?) we were biking it out In a black hoodie,with a Arizona and a bag of skittles Just to see what all to see what all that fucking hype is about Now everytime you see a roach you think of me eh? Because everytime I see one I think what his parents would say In court saying I ate him, I wasn't present that day I was with Whitney smoking Sitting at the dock in the Bay [Hook] I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip [Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator] Do you know how weird it is knowing I make a bunch of Cheese While my friends can't afford little pizzas from little ceasers And their whole goal is to roll up and smoke bowls So I don't feel bad when they not eating (But you still treating us you punk bitch) Wolf Haley got more methods than pink men I'm never civil Fuck Lincoln Preme out the bag it's no wrinkles I'm okie dokie and loopy And booboo nana and Caca If you think I'm fucking KUKU Try talking to my shrink then [Outro] (hey) Bitch (im right here) Yo who's that? Thats Salem That's my girlfriend You stay the fuck away from her alright? [Hook] I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip And I am the cowboy on my own trip