[Chorus]
I wasn't born yesterday
I think you're goddamn lyin'
I wasn't born yesterday (Uh)
I think you're goddamn lyin'
I wasn't born yesterday (Oh)
I wasn't born anyway (Oh)
I laughed when you went away (Oh)
I think you're goddamn lyin' (To me)
[Bridge]
You want her, you need her
And yet, you don't believe her (To me)
You want her, you need her (To me)
And yet, you don't believe her (To me)
You want her, you need her
She no longer needs you, you, you (To me)
You want her, you need her
She no longer needs you, you, you
[Verse 1]
(I wasn't born yesterday)
You said I'm in a bettеr place (Oh)
I got a new birthday to celеbrate (I wasn't born anyway)
Those candles that you couldn't light (Oh)
You threw them out and you wondered why (I cried when you went away)
Don't know why I blew them out for me (Oh)
Until I forgot how to breathe (I think you're goddamn lying)
I popped a vein and I made a wish
I made a wish that'll never be
[Verse 2]
Now I'm here, mm
I've been in so many tears, I try my best not to count it (Where are you?)
I've been in so many hearts, I've been in so many prayers (I'm right here)
I've been in so many couches
I've been in so many lies, I've lived so many lives
I've lived in so many houses
I've been subject to change, I keep circlin' dates, I keep thinking about it
Uh, I've been trying to unsee how you moved on from me
'Cause it feels like without me
I've been ripped from the floor, that umbilical cord is still sort of around me
[Chorus]
I wasn't born yesterday, mm
I think you're goddamn lyin', mm
I wasn't born yesterday, mm, mm
I think you're goddamn lyin' (To me)
I wasn't born yesterday (Oh)
I wasn't born anyway (Oh, to me)
I cried when you went away (Oh)
I think you're goddamn lyin' (To me)
I wasn't born yesterday (Oh)
I wasn't born anyway (Oh)
(And yet you don't believe her)
I cried when you went away (Oh)
(She no longer needs you, you, you)
I think you're goddamn lyin' (You, you, you)
[Verse 3]
(I wasn't born yesterday)
It gets so bright, I disappear
It's been twelve nights and a million years (I wasn't born anyway, oh)
That weight gets heavy when I'm breathing
You gave me something to believe in (I cried when you went away)
You said it happened for a reason (Oh)
I swear to God, I think you're goddamn lying (To me)
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
(You want her, you need her)
Those little things, I should've said out loud, I would—
All those little things
That weigh heavy on the clouds
I had just a hint of doubt
I wish I let that hint become me
Just a little doubt, uh
Couldn't figure out how to outrun me
And I'd be free if I just saved the date
I'd be there with you right now
And that day plan should've stayed delayed
'Cause the only thing I want is out
And it's all those little things
I should've said out loud
Every little thing
I did to make you proud
[Outro]
(I wasn't born yesterday)
(I think you're goddamn lyin')
(I wasn't born yesterday)
She no longer needs you, you, you
(I think you're goddamn lyin')
You, you, you (To me)
You, you, you
(I wasn't born yesterday)
You want her, you need her (Oh)
And yet, you don't believe her
(I wasn't born anyway, oh)
She no longer needs you, you, you
(I cried when you went away, oh)
You, you, you
(I think you're goddamn lyin')
She no longer needs you, you, you
You, you, you
[Intro: Na'kel, Tyler, The Creator, Lee Spielman]
Sawed-off, I eat those
These clothes, they free though
Straight from the back of the Supreme store
Don't give a fuck about these hoes--
Hold on, hold on, hold on, run that shit back!
(This is a DJ Stankdaddy exclusive!)
I want the Black kids to like me for this one, man
Trashwang! Woah!
Illegal CIV!
Trashwang! Yo!
Golf Wang!
Trashwang!
[Verse 1: Na'kel]
Bitch, I'm with the fucking extras
Big dog, cup full of egg nog
Don't give a fuck 'bout shit but clips and Camp Flog Gnaw
Sawed-off, I eat those
These clothes, they free though
Straight from the back of the Supreme store
Don't give a fuck about these hoes
They just slob knob in New York shows
Thirsty for the clips till I'm not flow
Pusha Georgia trip, bitch I got it poppin'
Me and Jasper going coffin shopping
Nose of the board see a lotta boxes
Bitches see the boy and they mouth be frothing
Chain is glossing
Bitch
[Hook: Left Brain]
Trashwang niggas
Thriller, we the killer
You can tell I'm Golf Wangin'
By the fucking stickers
OF or Wolf Gang
My niggas is my niggas
Don't let them skateboards fool you
Know niggas that pull triggers
[Bridge: Left Brain]
Trashwang, nigga, that's what's up
Trashwang, nigga, that's what's up
Trashwang, nigga, that's what's up
Trashwang, nigga, roll a blunt
Trashwang, nigga, that's what's up
Trashwang, nigga, that's what's up
Trashwang, nigga, that's what's up
Trashwang, nigga, roll a blunt
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, yeah, them niggas is swell
Tighter than a straight nigga going to jail
Locked in a box, nigga, off them socks
I can finally afford the bail
My bitch isn't bad
She's pretty normal looking with a real nice ass
Now hop off my dick, what it be
Bitch, Mob, Task, Force, Lil B, nigga
Speaking of the devil
Y'all niggas cornier than kettle
Y'all couldn't smoke crack or heroin
In a Black Ops plane and reach my level
Ate some bugs and I made some carats
Fuck y'all niggas' bullshit, y'all cherish
I'm 21, I threw a party but…
Difference is, y'all didn't have a Ferris
Wheel
[Verse 3: Jasper Dolphin]
55 grams in that blunt, nigga
I face that
Just copped that motherfucker bimmer, nigga
I race that
Keep talking that shit
I'll pull your card
Get chipped like that nigga from Stomp The Yard
Don't fuck with Jasper
He a retard
Kill your motherfucking grandma and have your family scarred
[Verse 4: Tyler, The Creator]
Might fuck around and be a goat named Felicia
Sorry, got a little excited
It's probably all the meth Walt Jr. provided
Wolf Gang up in this bitch
Red Riding Hood is pissed
Somebody tell Megan and Sara to come and suck a-
[Hook: Left Brain]
Trash Wang niggas
Thriller, we the killer
You can tell I'm Golf Wangin'
By the fucking stickers
OF or Wolf Gang
My niggas is my niggas
Don't let them skateboards fool you
Know niggas that pull triggers
[Verse 5: Taco]
Bimmers for days
White bitches is slaves
Niggas ain't with that warfare
My goons got aim
100 racks before 18
200 before I hit 6 feet
Nigga we bout it bout it
Yo bitch try to suck my dick
[Verse 6: Lucas Vercetti]
Holding up my chain
Versace Flocka Flame
Pull up in the tank
Cock back and aim (ouch)
Spitting my verse wearing gold fangs
I'm loading up the nine shouting Golf Wang
Your bitch tattoo
It say my name
Sachee Santana
Nigga bird gang
Supreme team
Seventh veil
Paying all these ratchet's
(Phone bills) Phone bills
Bills, bills, bills...
[Interlude: L-Boy]
(What) Yeah
Y'all niggas thought it was a game
We shutting the motherfucking shit down now nigga
It's over for you bitch niggas
I'm here with my nigga nasty Nak', Mr. Versace
Wolf Haley in this motherfucker
Jasper The Motherfucking Dolphin
And my nigga, Mike G
We taking this shit over
Its shut down for you bitch niggas
I got the Tec
I'm bustin' at y'all bitches heads nigga
Fuck all you niggas
It's getting hot in here
[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Odd Future Wolf Gang bruh we Kill 'Em All
Golf Wang sticker on that Trash Wang
Nigga knows that OF popping -- Loiter Squad, Flog Gnaw
OFWGKTA yeah you niggas know them seven letters long
Yeah, Wolf Gang up in this bitch
Golf Wang up in this bitch
Litter Life up in this bitch
OFM, banging on your motherfuckin' FM
Nigga, fuck you thought this was, nigga?
Haha
Click-click [gunshot]
(What the fuck was that?)
[Chorus]
Guess who? Walked straight into the venue had to go through the back
Guess who? Went in and out of your city, didn't even unpack
Yeah true, I play with the money (Mané) in your pitch like my name Salah
Yeah true, that's enough to make somebody disappear when I say, "Ta-da"
[Verse 1]
Guess who? Guess who? Guess who?
Heard that they done, yes you
How bout this one? Here's the next clue
Lookin' so tall, next too
All of those odds, I would bet too
Tell me who's that one in the middle of the night in your head that you never slept through, yeah
Guess who just walked in the buildin' my options are real and my confidence fake
Brand new collection it cost me a killing
Ain't talkin' the killing it cost me to make
And I got lots I'm rebuilding I popped down the ceiling
And made it a liminal space
Dodging the knockoff opinions, my Dropbox made livings
That shit a hospitable place
Ah ah, okay, I just walked in now you caught in the act
Ah ah, okay, don't even care how you wanna react
Ah ah, okay, think it's a choice 'cause I'm walkin' it back
Ah, okay, missin' the point like it's not even that
[Chorus]
Guess who? Walked straight into the venue had to go through the back
Guess who? Went in and out of your city, didn't even unpack
Yeah true, I play with that money (Mané) in your pitch like my name Salah
Yeah true, that's enough to make somebody disappear when I say "ta-da"
[Verse 2]
Huh, try me, guess who? Remind me
Go ahead and take your shot, I'm takin' it lightly
You thought you could take my spot, I'm staying here my b
If you put me in a box, uh
Double-check 'cause it gotta be a hundred miles deep
Yeah, they think I changed a lot but I promise I'm me
Even if the bouncer double takes at my ID
'Cause I blew up way before I even turned 19
Gettin' mobbed at the in & out in the dry-clean
Dropping tapes like I couldn't figure out a crime scene
My career fuckin' weird can't even define me
All these years still here, they said I was naive
Meetings where they pushing buttons but never rewind me
'Cause they couldn't tell a masterpiece from a type beat
Buncha glorified interns in assigned seats
Bitch, what?
Goddamn, room packed out with the fans
Never backed out of my plans
Like I maxed out my advance
It was her turn in line to meet me but she just passed out at the chance
I can't be mad bout a couple ants
Okay, okay
[Chorus]
Guess who? Walked into the venue had to go through the back
Guess who? Went in and out of your city, didn't even unpack
Yeah true, I play with the money (Mané) in your pitch like my name Salah
Yeah true, that's enough to make somebody disappear when I say, "ta-da" (Ugh)
[Outro]
Guess who? Guess who?
It's me
Guess who? Guess who?
It's me
Guess who? Guess who?
It's me
It's me
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