Fucking Lame
Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All Lyrics


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[Verse 1]
I'm rolling through Ladera in a Beemer looking cleaner
Drinking on the blueberry Slurpee, eating that fajita
My passenger seat is occupied by Senorita
And mother keeps on bugging me about wanting to meet her
I don't really need her, I'm just tryna treat her real nice
So later on, up in the night, I could go beat her
And make a lie about the gonorrhea
So she don't feel guilty about me wanting to leave her
That "fuck" on t-shirt print is cheetah
And I got that '87 bunny flow, like an Easter
Basket, you faggots, is plastic, like nerds with old glasses
But I'm still liable to get my ass kicked
Conned-Sort actor, a Baby Milo addict in the attic
Where you losers can't get me
Nikon and the Canon, they were never the same
And please do not take a picture, I can't be seen with you lames

[Hook]
Man, y'all some muthafuckin' lames
Man, y'all some muthafuckin' lames
Don't lie to yourself, y'all some lames
Man, y'all some lames
The Canon don't flash, y'all some lames
I cannot be seen with you lames
You mothafuckas is some lames

[Verse 2]
Can't stop for, flashing, like a cop car
Me and.. rock well, I'm a rock star
Fuck y'all the O.F. is banging on 'em
Custom curlex rolling while we're Ronald Regan on 'em
Y'all drug dealers, I Carl Sagan on 'em
Chop and screw Nas tracks, I got piano's waiting on 'em
My shirt is yellow, but the grill is gold
I couldn't take the Ritalin cause my therapist the pill is old
I can't skate, but I guess that's lost control
I don't have sense, sorry I sold my soul
For some gold Bapes low-price, stale rate
Authentic, never fake, check the poll, our statistic
Stay with authentics, check my steelo
Cause my mob's goodie like we Ceelo




And he know, I am yes and even she know
Every instrument is a gram, kilo

Overall Meaning

The first verse of "Fucking Lame" by Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All (OFWGKTA) features Tyler the Creator cruising through Ladera in a BMW with a blueberry Slurpee, fajitas, and a Senorita in the passenger seat. Tyler reveals that his mother has been bugging him to introduce her to the Senorita, but he is only interested in treating her nicely so that he can later lie about having gonorrhea to avoid any further connections. He boasts about his 1987 bunny flow, like an Easter basket, while dissing his haters as plastic glasses-wearing nerds. He also mentions being a Baby Milo addict in the attic and having Nikon and Canon cameras that are not the same. Tyler concludes the verse by emphasizing his disinterest in being associated with lames, urging them not to take pictures with him.


In the second verse, Tyler talks about being a rockstar with Dom (Rockwell) and how the OFWGKTA is "banging" on them. He refers to himself as "Carl Sagan" and chops and screws Nas tracks while waiting for pianos. Tyler's shirt is yellow, but his grill is gold, and he cannot take Ritalin because his therapist believes the pill is old. He does not know how to skate, and he admits to having sold his soul for some gold Bapes, which he wears at a low price with a stale rate. Tyler implies that his statistics are authentic, while also boasting about his mob's steelo, which is like Ceelo. He ends the verse by stating that every instrument is a gram, kilo, and that he knows it.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm rolling through Ladera in a Beemer looking cleaner
I am driving through Ladera in a BMW that is looking clean.


Drinking on the blueberry Slurpee, eating that fajita
While I'm driving, I'm drinking a blueberry Slurpee and eating a fajita.


My passenger seat is occupied by Senorita
There is a female occupying the passenger seat of my car.


And mother keeps on bugging me about wanting to meet her
My mother keeps bothering me about wanting to meet the woman in my car.


I don't really need her, I'm just tryna treat her real nice
I don't actually care about her, I'm just trying to be nice to her for now.


So later on, up in the night, I could go beat her
Later tonight, I plan to have sex with her.


And make a lie about the gonorrhea
I will lie about having gonorrhea to avoid making her feel guilty when I want to end it with her.


That 'fuck' on t-shirt print is cheetah
The print on my t-shirt that says 'fuck' is in the pattern of a cheetah.


And I got that '87 bunny flow, like an Easter
My rapping style is like that of the year 1987 and flows like Easter bunnies.


Basket, you faggots, is plastic, like nerds with old glasses
You are all fake and weak, like plastic baskets and nerds with outdated glasses.


But I'm still liable to get my ass kicked
Even though I talk tough, I can still get beaten up.


Conned-Sort actor, a Baby Milo addict in the attic
I am an actor who pretends to be a smart person and I am addicted to Baby Milo clothing in my attic.


Where you losers can't get me
I hide in the attic where none of you losers can reach me.


Nikon and the Canon, they were never the same
Nikon and Canon cameras are not the same.


And please do not take a picture, I can't be seen with you lames
Please don't take a picture with me, I don't want to be associated with you losers.


Man, y'all some muthafuckin' lames
You all are pathetic losers.


Don't lie to yourself, y'all some lames
Don't fool yourselves, you are all losers.


The Canon don't flash, y'all some lames
Your Canon camera doesn't have a flash, you are all losers.


I cannot be seen with you lames
I can't be seen with pathetic losers like you.


You mothafuckas is some lames
You guys are all pathetic losers.


Can't stop for, flashing, like a cop car
I can't stop for anyone, I am moving quickly like a police car with flashing lights.


Me and.. rock well, I'm a rock star
I am a rockstar like Rockwell.


Fuck y'all the O.F. is banging on 'em
Fuck all of you, the Odd Future is taking over.


Custom curlex rolling while we're Ronald Regan on 'em
We are smoking a unique type of marijuana while idolizing Ronald Regan.


Y'all drug dealers, I Carl Sagan on 'em
You all are drug dealers, but I am smarter than you like Carl Sagan.


Chop and screw Nas tracks, I got piano's waiting on 'em
I am remixing Nas tracks and have pianos ready for the new sound.


My shirt is yellow, but the grill is gold
My shirt may be yellow, but my teeth grill is gold.


I couldn't take the Ritalin cause my therapist the pill is old
I couldn't take my Ritalin pills because my therapist is too old to know what I need.


I can't skate, but I guess that's lost control
I can't skateboard, but I'm comfortable with that lack of control.


I don't have sense, sorry I sold my soul
I don't have a conscience because I sold my soul for fame and money.


For some gold Bapes low-price, stale rate
I sold my soul for some cheap, out-of-style gold Bathing Ape clothing.


Authentic, never fake, check the poll, our statistic
We are always authentic and never fake, check the poll to see the actual statistic.


Stay with authentics, check my steelo
Stay with authentic styles and check out my unique style.


Cause my mob's goodie like we Ceelo
My crew is good like Ceelo Green.


And he know, I am yes and even she know
My fans know that I am always right, even the female fans.


Every instrument is a gram, kilo
Every beat in my music is worth a lot, like a gram or a kilogram of drugs.




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