Steak Sauce
Tyler the Creator Lyrics


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Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
Like Chris Brown when Rihanna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker bitches scalp for some lice
Everything that I write is dope because the pipe
And nope you can't have a hit unless you gimme the light
We be burnin' dirty rocks with a light switch
Bitch nigga, you about as hard as a dikes clit
I'm goin' as hard as Bishop Eddie Longs John
After I bought a Sidekick and sent that fag some nice pics
They say I try too goddamn hard
No shit, I want a Grammy you damn retard
You can't be great when you settle for flea bargain
Unless you're a thrift hipster bitch in a leotard
Painless, Hodgy lost his motherfucking mind because the brain left
Wolf Gang got the ink on me now it's banged out
Box Logo hoodie, still haven't got the stains out
Congress, ah yes, I'm fuckin' with the best blondes
Um yes, I am now beating off to mom sex
Raquel is wrestling a prom dress
While me and Ray Charles have a fucking staring contest
To all the step dads in here
Triple six kids got you motherfuck scared
Could be worse, nigga that's absurd
Nigga I am at Pharrell's tryna butt fuck nerds
This just in, Tyler the Creator and Justin Bieber
Was just in the room flippin' Selena Gomez
Go 'head, give some, pucker up
I'll fuck her up until the kids come in, umm
After Tron Cat I got the rat shook and I ain't even have a hook
For the white kids to sing along
I don't wanna sing a song, fuck that




Now cyber bully sissies on my little sister's MacBook
I got you niggas nervous like a pop
Tryna ask a virgin how a vegan daughter where the cock goes
Wake up, wash ass, go and eat some Rosco's
Head back to the studio and munch up on some tacos
When I was younger I was bitchin' in
Now I'm coming quicker than the shit that's swimmin' in my sock hole
When them teeny boppers ain't around so Johnson and Johnson baby lotion
Bead on my Johnson till my cock swole
Stop sayin' sick shit it's kinda old
I'm a fucking Herpe in a coma you're a common cold
Have you heard my brother verse on Llama?
When that nigga's home, me, him and Hodgy gonna take the game and
Get a stainless steel AK and aim it
To the fucking referees head and put his lifeless body
In a choke hold, uh-oh, these niggas is loco
Best thing smokin' is all of the tobacco
Still hard to be black well
Malcolm X would be proud this white bitch is getting black mailed
Blue wide cracker named Ginny, and skinny
And Obama wanted change, I threw a couple fucking pennies at him
Just a chip off the old block
Chipped tooth got some dick off my swole cock
Cause I bag bitches, she's a zip off the old lock
And that's just a logo on the center of that old box
Oh stop, tryna be me, kids will go cop anything
That I put on from the gold watch to the boxers that I put on
Probably cause I'm goin harder than erect cock dick through a botox
Oh shit, you're as hard as senior citizens dick
Oh fuck, don't slip break hips and pop backs
Show some respect to old chaps with my left fist
Cause I'm the next best spitting wreck thats left here
That's my ex bitch, heard she's my next bitch
Have you met her mouth? No? Oh that's my bestest
Bestie, and she gets beastie
And she's my favorite babysitter cause the children never exit
I was taught to act my shoe size, I'm eleven and a half
Cock the umbrella cause when I spit Seven on your ass
It's gonna be mid stage Coachella
Shake faggot ass keep hatin'
But I work hard for the shit that I got
So I still fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Planet Earth
All associates can suck cock

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Steak Sauce" by Tyler the Creator are challenging to interpret due to the graphic and vulgar nature of the verses. The song begins with Tyler bragging about driving a stolen golden Tacoma and threatening to harm a woman who might turn him into the authorities. He talks about his sexual encounters, asserting his dominance by using forceful and derogatory language. The song touches on his ambition to become a Grammy Award-winning artist and his disdain for those who settle for mediocre success.


Tyler's lyrics are controversial, explicit, and often metaphorical, making it challenging to decipher his intended meaning. Still, one can discern Tyler's skepticism towards stardom as he believes the nature of the industry requires people to compromise their values and become something they are not. Tyler has always preferred standing out from the mainstream, maintaining a unique identity that resonates with his fans.


In conclusion, the "Steak Sauce" lyrics are challenging to interpret, and while Tyler's music is not for everyone, it continues to attract a considerable following due to his unique and innovative style of rap.


Line by Line Meaning

Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
I'm driving around in a fancy car that I stole


If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
If someone rats me out, I'll shoot them in the butt


With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
I have to stick to old-school beats


Like Chris Brown when Rhianna got her fuckin' ass beat
I need to use beats that were popular when Chris Brown assaulted Rhianna


Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm too busy looking for advice to give you any


I'm squatting down, picking cracker bitches scalp for some lice
I'm doing something unpleasant to white women


Everything that I write is dope because the pipe
I'm high on drugs when I write


And nope you can't have a hit unless you gimmie the light
If you want to collaborate, you have to smoke weed with me


We be burnin' dirty rocks with a light switch
We're smoking crack


Bitch nigga, you about as hard as a dikes clit
You're not tough at all


I'm goin' as hard ?
I'm going hard


After I bought a Sidekick and sent that fag some nice pics
I took some suggestive photos and sent them to someone I'm interested in


They say I try too goddamn hard
Some people say I'm trying too hard


No shit, I want a Grammy you damn retard
Of course I want a Grammy, idiot


You can't be great when you settle for flea bargain
You can't reach your full potential if you're settling for second best


Unless you're a thrift hipster bitch in a leotard
Unless you're one of those people who likes to wear second-hand clothes


Painless, Hodgy lost his motherfucking mind because the brain left
Hodgy has gone crazy because he's no longer using drugs


Wolf Gang got the ink on me now it's banged out
I got a tattoo from my crew and now it's healed


Box Logo hoodie, still haven't got the stains out
I'm still trying to get the stains out of my hoodie


Congress, ah yes, I'm fuckin' with the best blonds
I'm hanging out with some attractive blonde women


Um yes, I am now beating off to mom sex
I'm masturbating to videos of moms having sex


Raquel is wrestling a prom dress
Someone named Raquel is struggling to put on a prom dress


While me and Ray Charles have a fucking staring contest
I'm imagining myself having a staring contest with Ray Charles


Triple six kids got you motherfuck scared
People are scared of fans of the rap group Three Six Mafia


Could be worse, nigga that's absurd
Things could always be worse


Nigga I am at Pharrell's tryna butt fuck nerds
I'm hanging out with Pharrell and looking for nerds to have sex with


This just in, Tyler the Creator and Justin Bieber
Breaking news: Tyler the Creator and Justin Bieber are hanging out


Was just in the room flippin' Selena Gomez
They were talking about Selena Gomez


Go 'head, give some, pucker up
Go ahead and kiss me


I'll fuck her up until the kids come in, um
I'll have sex with her until someone interrupts us


After Tron Cat I got the rat shook and I ain't even have a hook
I made a successful song even though I didn't have a catchy hook


For the white kids to sing along
I didn't make music for white people


I don't wanna sing a song, fuck that
I don't want to sing and make music


Now cyber bully sissies on my little sisters Macbook
I'm bullying people online using my sister's computer


I got you niggas nervous like a pop
I'm making everyone nervous and uncomfortable


Tryna ask a virgin how a vegan daughter where the cock goes
You're asking the wrong person for advice about that


Wake up, wash ass, go and eat some Rosco's
I wake up, take a shower, and eat at Rosco's


Head back to the studio and munch up on some tacos
I go back to the studio and eat some tacos


When I was younger I was bitchin' in
When I was younger I was angry and complaining all the time


Now I'm coming quicker than the shit that's swimmin' in my sock hole
Now I'm more successful than ever


When them teeny boppers ain't around so Johnson and Johnson baby lotion
I use baby lotion to masturbate when nobody's looking


Beat on my Johnson till my cock swollen
I masturbate really hard


Stop sayin' sick shit it's kinda old
I'm tired of people criticizing my lyrics


I'm a fucking Herpe in a coma you're a common cold
I'm really important and you're not


Have you heard my brother verse on Llama?
Have you listened to my brother's verse on the song Llama?


When that nigga's home, me, him and Hodgy gonna take the game and
When my brother is back, we're going to win the game together


Get a stainless steel AK and aim it
We're going to get a gun and use it


To the fucking referees head and put his lifeless body
We're going to kill the referee


In a choke hold, uh-oh, these niggas is loco
We're going to strangle him, these guys are crazy


Best thing smokin' is all of the tobacco
The best thing right now is smoking


Still hard to be black well
It's still difficult to be black


Malcolm X would be proud this white bitch is getting black mailed
Someone is blackmailing a white woman and Malcolm X would approve of it


Blue wide cracker named Ginny, and skinny
There's a skinny, white girl named Ginny


And Obama wanted change, I threw a couple fucking pennies at him
I made fun of Obama for not doing enough to help people


Just a chip off the old block
I'm just like my father


Chipped tooth got some dick off my swole cock
I got oral sex with my chipped tooth


'Cause I bag bitches, she's a zip off the old lock
I have sex with women, and she reminds me of my previous partner


And that's just a logo on the center of that old box
That's just a logo on the center of the old TV


Oh stop, tryna be me, kids will go cop anything
Stop imitating me, people will buy anything with my name on it


That I put on from the gold watch to the boxers that I put on
People will buy anything I wear, from a gold watch to underwear


Probably 'cause I'm goin' harder than erect cock dick through a botox
I'm really successful because I work harder than anyone else


Oh shit, you're as hard as senior citizens dick
You're not tough at all


Oh fuck, don't slip break hips and pop backs
Be careful, you could hurt yourself


Show some respect to old chaps with my left fist
I'll punch you if you don't respect old people


'Cause I'm the next best spitting wreck that's left here
I'm the best rapper around


That's my ex bitch, heard she's my next bitch
I heard my old girlfriend will be my new girlfriend


Have you met her mouth? No? Oh that's my bestest
Just wait until you meet her, she's amazing


Bestie, and she gets beastie
She's my best friend, and she's very wild


And she's my favorite babysitter 'cause the children never exit
I like her because she babysits children but never has to actually take care of them


I was taught to act my shoe size, I'm eleven and a half
I was taught to be immature and act like a child


Cock the umbrella 'cause when I spit Seven on your ass
I'm going to attack you with my words


It's gonna be mid stage Coachella
It's going to be a big show


Shake fagot ass keep hatin'
Keep hating while I dance


But I work hard for the shit that I got
I earned everything I have


So I still fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Planet Earth
I don't care about anyone else except for myself




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: TYLER OKONMA

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