Rest Stop (Freestyle) lyrics

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[Intro: Jasper Dolphin]
Oh sh*t, where am I?
Oh this kush got a n*gga feeling…wiped out
Anyway
Yeah

[Verse 1: Jasper Dolphin]
I smoked a cupboard of blunts, now I’m faded to the sky
Odd Future banging on your motherf*cking guys
n*ggas is choking, we poking, we hotboxing it
n*ggas is stopping it, I’m just f*cking clocking it
n*gga, I’m about to drop it, about to gage start popping it

[Interlude: Jasper Dolphin, Tyler, The Creator]
I don’t give a f*ck, n*gga
Pause it, pause it
Nah keep going, n*gga
Oh, okay okay
Yo, nah nah nah, flip the beat real quick my n*gga that sh*t hot

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Yo, f*ck zebras and animals, I’m a motherf*cking animal
Drinking Danimals, n*ggas looking at me
I’m in your f*cking Canimal hole
Eating cantaloupe with bus drivers, I’m liver than a concert
Footwork, eating top ramen I’m the top ramen
Rhymin' like a motherf*cking mother goose, with your moms boots
Licking on her pus*y, train on caboose like
Rolling, I’m holding a bunch of sh*t and you're folding books
I’m f*cking Supreme and you n*ggas still caverns and crooks
I’m f*cking skating, you n*ggas hating, wishing you looked
As f*cking awesome as Odd Future when we be flossing
I f*cked my b*tch in a creek, cause she was f*cking Dawson
I see her next summer, bummer your b*tch leaving
I’m c*mming, she c*mming, she leaving
Cause she can’t f*cking breathe
Because I f*cking f*cked her without an inhaler
Pulling weave out of her hair, there, look at there, look at here
Motherf*cking green hat like I work for John Deere
Here, you n*ggas, faggots, queers, stick it in the ear, leave it there
f*ck debit cards!
It was the faggot-est sh*t I heard, all year
Except for Dom Kennedy tape
That sh*t was f*cking gayer than rape in jail
When n*ggas is hotter than hell
Bust a nut inside his butt and watch the sh*t drip
Like a f*cking pail playing in sand
You other n*ggas f*cking a man, like damn
Like, hot, I’m hotter than bacon inside the pan, n*gga
Up at the derby playin—
[Interlude: Jasper Dolphin, Tyler, The Creator]
What’s good my n*gga
Okay, f*ck it, I’m done
MY n*gga Jasper, n*gga!
Yo…
[?]'s on some crazy sh*t like, I don’t rap but I might f*cking suck

[Verse 3: Jasper Dolphin, Tyler, The Creator]
I got the b*tch naked, now I’m bout to f*ck
Sike b*tch, I pull out the knife, now that’s wassup (b*tch!)
Yeah, I’m about to murder this b*tch
About to eat a b*tch— Eat her pus*y like it’s some f*cking grits
I f*cked up on the beat (Croissant, n*gga!)
My rhyme's kinda wack
I don’t give a f*ck, I got Odd Future tatted on the back
We gang-banging, the n*ggas just changing
b*tch I pull out four dollars, b*tch, you ain’t got more change than Megan
Megan overlord, I’m f*cking overlord
I’m taking drugs, so I can f*cking be over overlord
I mean the overdose, now I’m dead up on the floor
I’m about to go into another world or something

I don’t, I don’t, I don’t plan on going to heaven, I want to go to hell, so I can play Xbox and sh*t

[Verse 4: Tyler, The Creator]
f*ck Jesus, I’m a motherf*cking demon, fill your b*tch with semen
Now she sucking semen cause her breath is like a c-cup, D’d up
I'm motherf*cking ODD’d up
Box f*cking logos for you homos, you don’t skate
Motherf*cker eat my dinner, here’s a plate
And bet you f*cking go nuts like graduation
I’m motherf*cking Tyler, The Creator, creation
Motherf*cking known for chr-chr-chronic masturbation
Jacking off and wacking off, you motherf*ckers wack
I be playing with your b*tches Xbox like it was Microsoft
n*gga I’m writing off, n*gga I’m coming off the top of the dome
f*ck the home, f*ck 2DopeBoyz and Nah Right
I say that sh*t from my heart
Here’s the motherf*cking start of the end, f*ck it
I’m coming back like your ex-friend
Ya girl that you f*cked and you been knowin’ her since your world started
I like fat buff b*tches farting, and young age b*tches who ain’t caught an ID
You don’t know me, I’m sicker like the HIV
Just like my dad when he tried to try to stick it in me
I’m A-C-E
[Interlude: Jasper Dolphin, Tyler, The Creator]
The beat boutta—beat about to stop
Just, yeah, just hit that sh*t, f*ck it

[Verse 5: Jasper Dolphin]
Since the beat bout to drop, it’s about to stop
I’m bout to pop, I’m bout to lock, I’m bout to drove
In a car, arriving to the store
f*ck that was the end of the beat
I don’t give a f*ck I don’t need no beat n*gga
I’m—I’m about to try some LA hip-hop sh*t
Rolling down Fairfax, I got my f*cking fear back
I paid all the fare for you faggots come to hear hats
I mean the fear facts that buys a f*cking hundred hats
You f*cking faggots wearing jeans that can't—
f*ck!
Just... f*ck!

[Outro: Taco, Jasper Dolphin, Tyler, The Creator]
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
That's Taco
Davon likes my-
DEBIT CARD!
Oh sh*t.. there’s no beat but I still get it on, yeah I’m getting off
"Said Davon like my di*k"
You’re gay
Imma call you d-