SAFARI
Tyler the Creator Lyrics


Destination, remote
We done been everywhere
Only thing we ain't traveled
Is time (yeah)

The boy records smell like bleach
I could travel where I want
I'm accustomed, clean and customed
It ain't custom I don't come
Flee the bird to the truck
I scroll up, leave water the stewardess
Border control, that's some stupid shit
Stayin' at home, I hate
Runaway love but I'm no Ludacris
Sippin' on Menti, take my shoes off
Then we take off, then I snooze off
Until I land, know I'm four grand
And I wake up, wipe the droop off
Got my passport in my weak hand
I'ma peel off, get a sweet tan
Loafers filled with beach sand
Recline 'til it's time to peace sign
Fuck all the checks and the cars, get a passport
See the world, open your eyes 'til your back hurt
Niggas get bread and won't leave, shit is backwards
Start with your feet then I caught an ample
Get our your bubble-gum
Blow up horizons, sun
Slither in the Alps or go to the Mesullah
Or two hundred pinnacle scuba and Cuba
Or land in a borough Gerard got the Brio
She bought it in Como, it matches my keycode
Oversee the sea, all the things that you could see
Like them languages I speak, out in Paris for a week
Take my nephews out to Nice, they like "who?" I'm like "we," ha

Legendary
World-renowned
Globally recognized
Catch us if you can
Are you keeping up?
Once in a lifetime
This what it sounds like when the moon and the sun collide
Speakin' matter-of-factly
We're just lightyears ahead

Yeah
Every car retarded, the garage look like a looney bin
What coupe he in depends on the fit and the type of mood he in (uh)
I been switchin' gears since Tracee Ellis Ross was UPN
Clutched then he stroked, got to know her like a droopy grin (uh)
Huh, took that GRAMMY home, couldn't lose again
The suit was so sharp that it could get Medusa coochie trim (uh)
Hov talkin' 'bout a hundred million, nigga, loot me in
Like, "who that young rich handsome nigga with the gooey skin?" (uh)
Mama named him Tyler and his brothers call him T
And the bank, they call him when that wire clear like season three or somethin' (uh)
Skateboard named him Bunnyhop, it's Baudelaire Wolfie though
The felines name him Al for how long he eat the, wait a minute (uh)
Pink wolfer scuff quickly, FI cost a buck sixty
I'll keep it a buck fifty, y'all can't really fuck with me (uh)
Bitch, I got the fuzz and I'ma own it 'til they bury him
Only twenty-nine but I've been focused since thirty M (uh)

Wolf
Call me if you get lost (Gangsta Grillz)
And like that (uh)
We gone

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Written by: Tyler Gregory Okonma

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Lyrics for the searching

[Intro: DJ Drama & Tyler, The Creator]
Destination: remote
We been everywhere
Only thing we ain't traveled
Is time (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
The boy records smell like bleach
I could travel where I want
I'm accustomed, clean, custom
It ain't custom, I don't come
Flee the bird to the truck
I scroll every water to stewardess
Border control, that's some stupid shit
Stayin' at home, I hate
Runaway love but I'm no Ludacris
Sippin' on mint tea, take my shoes off
Then we take off then I snooze off
Until I land, know I'm four grand
And I wake up, have to droop off
Got my passport in my weak hand
I'ma peel off, get a sweet tan
Loafers filled with beach sand
We climb 'til we find the peace sign
Fuck all the checks from the calls, get a passport
See the world, open your eyes 'til your back hurt
Niggas get bread and won't leave, shit is backwards
Start with your feet then I caught in an ample
Get our your bubble-gum
Blow up horizons, sun
Sled in the Alps or go to a Missoula
Or two in Japan, I go scuba in Cuba
Or land in a borough, Gerard got the Brio
She bought it in Como, it matches my peacoat
Oversee the sea, all the things that you could see
Like them languages I speak, out in Paris for a week
Take my nephews out to Nice, they like "Who?" I'm like "Me"
Hah
[Break: DJ Drama & Tyler, The Creator]
Legendary (Find me)
World-renowned
Globally recognized
Catch us if you can (Baby, you should find me)
Are you keepin' up? (Find)
Once in a lifetime (Baby, you should find me)
This what it sounds like when the moon and the sun collide
Speakin' matter-factly (Baby, you should find me)
We're just lightyears ahead
Yeah

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Every car retarded, the garage look like a loony bin
What coupe he in depends on the fit and the type of mood he in (Ugh)
I been switchin' gears since Tracee Ellis Ross was UPN
Clutched then he stroked, got to know her like a droopy grin (Ugh)
Huh, took that GRAMMY home, couldn't lose again
The suit was so sharp that it could get Medusa coochie trim (Ugh)
Hov talkin' 'bout a hundred million, nigga, loot me in
Like who that young, rich, handsome nigga with the gooey skin? (Ugh)
Mama named him Tyler and his brothers call him T
And the bank, they call him when that wire clear like season three or somethin' (Ugh)
Skateboard named him Bunnyhop, it's Baudelaire Wolfie though
The felines name him Al for how long he eat the— (Pussy) wait a minute (Ugh)
Pink loafer scuff quickly, FI cost a buck sixty
I'll keep it a buck fifty, y'all can't really fuck with me (Ugh)
Bitch, I got the fuzz and I'ma own it 'til they bury him
Only twenty-nine but I've been focused since thirty M (Ugh)
Wolf

[Outro: DJ Drama]
Call me if you get lost (Gangsta Grillz)
And like that (Uh)
We gone



Andrei Diaconu

LYRICS 🖤🥀
Destination: remote
We done been everywhere
Only thing we ain't traveled
Is time (Yo)

The boy records smell like bleach
I can travel where I want
I'm accustomed clearin' customs
It ain't custom, I don't come
Flee the bird to the truck
I scroll every water to stewardess
Border control, that's some stupid shit
Stayin' at home, I hate
Runaway love but I'm no Ludacris
Sippin' on mint tea, take my shoes off
Then we take off then I snooze off
Until I land, know I'm four grand
And I wake up, have to droop off
Got my passport in my weak hand
I'ma cool off, get a sweet tan
Loafers filled with beach sand
We climb 'til we find the peace sign
Fuck all the checks and the calls, get a passport
See the world, open your eyes 'til your back hurt
Niggas get bread and won't leave, shit is backwards
Start with your feet then a car then a airport
Get our your bubble gum
Blow up horizons, sun
Sled in the Alps or go tube in Missoula
Or tour in Japan or go scuba in Cuba
Or land in a borough, Gerard got the brioche
Ciabatta in Como, it matches my peacoat
Oversee the sea, all the things that you could see
Like them languages I speak, out in Paris for a week
Take my nephews out to Nice, they like "Who?" I'm like, "Oui," ha

Legendary (Find me)
World-renowned
Globally recognized
Catch us if you can (Baby, you should find me)
Are you keepin' up? (Find)
Once in a lifetime (Baby, you should find me)
This what it sounds like when the moon and the sun collide
Speakin' matter-of-factly (Baby, you should find me)
We're just light years ahead (You said that it was you I saw with another in my place)
Yeah

Every car retarded, the garage look like a loony bin
What coupe he in depends on the fit and the type of mood he in (Ugh)
I been switchin' gears since Tracee Ellis Ross was UPN
Clutched then he stroked, got to know her like a droopy grin (Ugh)
Huh, took that GRAMMY home, couldn't lose again
The suit was so sharp that it could get Medusa coochie trim (Ugh)
Hov talkin' 'bout a hundred million, nigga, loop me in
Like who that young, rich, handsome nigga with the gooey skin? (Ugh)
Mama named him Tyler and his brothers call him T
And the bank, they call him when that wire clear like season three or somethin' (Ugh)
Skateboard named him Bunnyhop, it's Baudelaire Wolfie though
The felines name him Al for how long he eat the— (Pussy) wait a minute (Ugh)
Pink loafers scuff quickly, Fiat cost a buck sixty
I'll keep it a buck fifty, y'all can't really fuck with me (Ugh)
Bitch, I got the fuzz and I'ma own it 'til they bury him
Only twenty-nine but I've been focused since thirty M (Ugh)

Wolf
Call me if you get lost (Gangsta Grillz)
And like that (Uh), we gone



All comments from YouTube:

LinusStudios

just as legendary as smuckers

Eww Oppp

not quite but still amazing

Crazy Tiger Spy

Hot wind blows is closer but yeah smuckers is a legendary song the features and productions are some of the best I’ve heard Tyler

Expired Tylernol

Not as legendary but still amazing

mysterious gamer89

@Zach R nah, not really.

Fair Share Of Drowned Souls

Smuckers was nuts.

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EPIK BEATS

Let’s go Jay Versace!!!

Julian Serene

@Karl Høier yeah i just saw the confirmation that both T and Jay made the beat together thats what i said Jay assisted Tyler while Tyler made the beat lol

Julian Serene

@Karl Høier i didn't see Tyler confirm it and i didn't get my CD yet so i haven't read the official credits wikipedia has Tylers name first on the producer list Jays name is 2nd behind Tylers 🤷🏽‍♂️.. and if you're a Tyler fan u can tell Tyler had his hand in that beat.. Jay may have did the drums or something but those horns keys and synths in that beat is definitely Tyler lol

Karl Høier

​@Julian Serene jay made it, both tyler and jay confirmed it. yall just being ignorant

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