Parking Lot
Tyler the Creator Lyrics
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Only blue print on these vans like I don't listen to jigger (uh)
Cotton-picking nigger, golf wang season sicker than the block
Colette and skate shops, where wolves deal 'em, (uh)
Workshop is awesome, ask dill and let's pretend like
I'm not making dollar Bill Withers on these fucking stickers, (um)
Pulling down my zipper and she quick to say she doesn't suck
Bitch, cut the crap like dyke booty when they scissor (uh)
Now show your tits for mister fuji, take a picture, (uh)
Of is popping like a blister, need some Listerine
Spitting got us balling like we Mr. Clean's sister (uh)
Sick of being black, sipping paint thinner outta tin flask
Plotting on the babysitter before dinner, and hopefully I get her
If I don't, fuck it then, see I never simp son
Pull the opposite of Smithers, I'm done bitch
Until the ozone leaves and the earth is hot
Loiter squad lurking in the parking lot
The moon not working and the stars align
I stay golden, y'all thought I was out my mind
Loiter squad lurking in the parking lot
Loiter squad lurking in the parking lot
Loiter squad lurking in the parking lot, yeah
(Somebody told me)
I had a decline in the buzz, not a shocker bruh, I had the stun gun in my bum
And when I drop shit you better have a towel and a sponge
And ask why bitch, I eat a ton bucket of chum
In bikini bottom, I am the biggest problem
This shit fishy niggas dip like we were set in Harlem
Eaters turn them into nuggets like Carmelo Anthon(y)
We just sit and burn shit just like my fucking anthem
I'm like goals, those is something you have to stand to reach
My campaign speech elect me, commander in chief
Respect to me is ever minor, appearances cause mass hysteria
But I'm still uncomparable, I'm like the face of America
I'm the ambassador from a land made of gold
I'm a fuckin' centerfold, I'm somethin' to behold
I can kill a hundred shows, take one for the road
I'm results of putting persistent pressure on coals
Until the ozone leaves and the earth is hot
Loiter squad lurking in the parking lot
The moon not working and the stars align
I stay golden, y'all thought I was out my mind
Loiter squad lurking in the parking lot
Loiter squad lurking in the parking lot
Loiter squad lurking in the parking lot
It's a dog eat dog world, don't get bit bruh
A son of a bitch I am, yup, I'm a sick pup
(I thought that you were nice)
Yeah I am slut
I'm also half ass a racist who hates niggas, yep I'm a mixed mutt
Preme is the top bunk, green is the pillow case
Golf is the bedsheets, (hat and my t-shirt)
Trashwang sticker on that chima Ferguson
I'm real with the box, and I murder with the pen
It's Bimmer boy's boy never swerving in the benz
I'm listening to dead Sam demos on the ten
Can I get a medium with cheese and bacon?
It's loiter squad nigga
Fucking loiter squad
In Tyler the Creator's song Parking Lot, he speaks about many different topics, all wrapped up in his signature style of rap. The first verse talks about his appearance, with lines like "Tall ugly nigga with lips bigger than tigger" and references to his pink hair. He also mentions his clothing brand Golf Wang, and the fact that the season is sick. The next few lines discuss a workshop and using someone's name to make a dollar, before transitioning into more sexual content. Tyler talks about pulling down his zipper and asking a woman to show her tits for a picture. He then makes a reference to balling, as if his rap career is a sport. The next line is the most controversial and problematic, as Tyler says "Sick of being black," which has led to accusations of self-hate and internalized racism. He then mentions sipping paint thinner and plotting on a babysitter before dinner, before saying he's done with the woman he was just talking to.
The chorus of the song repeats the line "Loiter squad lurking in the parking lot," which is a reference to a comedy group of the same name that Tyler is a part of. He also mentions the ozone and the stars aligning, which could imply a sense of impending doom or chaos. The second verse begins with Tyler addressing the decline of his popularity or buzz, attributing it to the fascination with shock value that many people have today. He then uses an extended metaphor of being a problem or nuisance, saying he's the biggest problem in Bikini Bottom (a reference to Spongebob Squarepants). He also references Carmelo Anthony and burning things, before transitioning to more self-promotion. Tyler calls himself a goal, someone to aspire to, and compares himself to the face of America. He talks about his persistence and ability to perform well on stage, before the chorus repeats.
Line by Line Meaning
Tall ugly nigga with lips bigger than tigger
Tyler describes himself as tall, unappealing, and with large lips like the cartoon tiger Tigger.
Only blue print on these vans like I don't listen to jigger (uh)
Tyler's vans only have blueprints on them indicating they're unique, like he doesn't listen to Jay-Z's Blueprint album that sold millions of copies.
Cotton-picking nigger, golf wang season sicker than the block
Tyler calls himself a derogatory term (cotton-picker) and brags about his fashion brand being better than other popular streetwear brands.
Colette and skate shops, where wolves deal 'em, (uh)
Tyler mentions fashion store Colette and skate shops as locations where fashion 'wolves' like himself get their deals.
Workshop is awesome, ask dill and let's pretend like
Tyler thinks his fashion workshop is great and references professional skateboarder Jason Dill as a friend who can attest to that.
I'm not making dollar Bill Withers on these fucking stickers, (um)
Tyler denies his stickers featuring people (like Bill Withers) are for money-making purposes.
Pulling down my zipper and she quick to say she doesn't suck
Tyler is about to engage in sexual activity, but the girl is quick to refuse the act.
Bitch, cut the crap like dyke booty when they scissor (uh)
Tyler tells the girl to stop the pretense like lesbian sex where they don't waste time.
Pink haired missus, I'm her mister, sipping Slurpees, bag of chips
Tyler is with a girl with dyed pink hair, and they're casually drinking Slurpees and eating chips together.
Now show your tits for mister fuji, take a picture, (uh)
Here, Tyler asks the girl to show her breasts for a photo, using a reference to popular photo booths in Japan (Mister Fuji).
Of is popping like a blister, need some Listerine
Tyler's rap is infectious and demands cleaning with Listerine.
Spitting got us balling like we Mr. Clean's sister (uh)
Tyler compares his rap game to Mr. Clean's sister's persona, who's portrayed as a tough and strong lady.
Sick of being black, sipping paint thinner outta tin flask
Tyler reveals he's often dissatisfied with being black and has resorted to drinking paint thinner out of a flask.
Plotting on the babysitter before dinner, and hopefully I get her
Tyler is planning to have sex with the babysitter later, and he hopes his plan will work.
If I don't, fuck it then, see I never simp son
Tyler brushes off the idea of failing to have sex with the babysitter and insists he doesn't care.
Pull the opposite of Smithers, I'm done bitch
Tyler rejects any further conversation and quotes a character from The Simpsons (Mr. Smithers) who's often obediently compliant.
Until the ozone leaves and the earth is hot
Tyler is so determined that he'll continue rapping until the ozone layer diminishes or the earth overheats.
Loiter squad lurking in the parking lot
Tyler references and pays homage to his sketch comedy group Loiter Squad who wander around parking lots.
The moon not working and the stars align
Tyler is so good at rapping that the moon is irrelevant, and the stars align for him to shine.
I stay golden, y'all thought I was out my mind
Tyler has made it big and proves his critics wrong by remaining at the top.
It's a dog eat dog world, don't get bit bruh
Tyler warns everyone not to lose sight of the harsh reality of life and not to mess with him.
A son of a bitch I am, yup, I'm a sick pup
Tyler confirms he's not just a son-of-a-bitch but rather a messed-up individual.
I'm like goals, those is something you have to stand to reach
Tyler uses wordplay to compare himself to goals and pokes fun at people who use the phrase 'goals'.
My campaign speech elect me, commander in chief
Tyler promotes himself as a great leader and asks people to elect him as their commander in chief.
Respect to me is ever minor, appearances cause mass hysteria
Tyler believes he deserves more respect than he gets and acknowledges his appearance often causes chaos and fear.
But I'm still uncomparable, I'm like the face of America
Tyler thinks he's incomparable and has a persona that represents America.
I'm the ambassador from a land made of gold
Tyler sees himself like a diplomat representing a wealthy and prosperous land.
I'm a fuckin' centerfold, I'm somethin' to behold
Tyler compares himself to a centerfold magazine cover and conveys that he's impressive.
I can kill a hundred shows, take one for the road
Tyler can perform as many shows as possible and then go back on the road.
I'm results of putting persistent pressure on coals
Tyler credits his success to his resilience and the ability to constantly put pressure on himself.
It's loiter squad nigga
Tyler memorably reminds people at the end of his rap that he's part of Loiter Squad comedy group.
Fucking loiter squad
This line further emphasizes this point and the fact that the Loiter Squad is up to no good.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Tyler Okonma, Michael Griffin, Casey Jones
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