文本歌词

Garbage (Explicit) - Tyler, The Creator
Hello I'm a salesman sorta giant
I sell Molly and Mary and other various items
One time one guy came to where I'm residing
And I didn't invite him
So instead tried to fight him
I got violent
Long story short he's not breathing
For some reason I liked it and it was really exciting
Couldn't stop the addiction and the irony is
A couple junkies went missing and I know right where they're hiding
D**e in the bag pretty b**ch on the side
I sell d**e in the back if you tryna get high
D**e in the bag pretty b**ch on the side
I sell d**e in the back if you tryna get high
D**e in the bag pretty b**ch on the side
I sell d**e in the back if you tryna get high
D**e in the bag pretty b**ch on the side
I sell d**e in the back if you tryna get high
Task force poured into my fortress
Found some lipstick a couple corpses
B**ches was harmed and they couldn't reach the alarm
I'm ripping sockets out like I had f**king problems with arms
They found a couple portraits on the porch
But they don't check up under the floor
It's bodies and hotties and we was raging I'm gauging a shotty
Hit so many b**ches I was pimping like Scotty
I'm a bull red piss me off
Like that lipstick position when she kissed me
So I bit them off they was too soft I'm a Wolf
And a designer mixing skin cotton leather and wool
And most people like flying kites riding bikes in the woods
Baking cake cause its good I mean I would if I could
But I like playing dress up and mix match
Sorry I'mma 'fess up you aren't getting your kids back
D**e in the bag pretty b**ch on the side
I sell d**e in the back if you tryna get high
D**e in the bag pretty b**ch on the side
I sell d**e in the back if you tryna get high
D**e in the bag pretty b**ch on the side
I sell d**e in the back if you tryna get high
I sell d**e in the back if you tryna get high
I sell d**e in the back if you tryna get high
What's in my trunk
White girl
What's in my trunk
White girl
You need a warrant officer
You could say I kill them if my product doesn't
Couple basement stairs where I drug them down
It's pretty disgusting finger crush your face
I'll leave you permanently blushing blood
Nosebleed drugs cook you in the oven