Slater
Tyler the Creator Lyrics

Me and Slater just hit a curb
My friend Slater and I just came across a road bump

Bunny hop, zoning out, listening to N.E.R.D.
We hopped over the bump while we were distracted, listening to N.E.R.D.

Made a couple thousands turds spitting written verbs
We made a lot of money writing lyrics

Shit, now I kick it in the 'burbs
As a result, I now live in the suburbs

Me? I'm from the slums, niggas who pushing tons
I am originally from the slums where drug dealers hustle

Tons of drugs, foul flow dirty mouth like kissing bums
Drugs are easily available and my language is profane, just like kissing a dirty bum

Momma done made her one, a witty son
My mom gave birth to a clever son

With no respect for women so-so, show me your titties hun
I am not respectful towards women and often ask them to expose themselves

"You eighteen?", Me? I'm twenty something
Someone asked me if I was 18, but I'm actually in my twenties

Okay I'm twenty, but I'm soon to be twenty-one
I am currently twenty, but about to turn 21

I wild out at shows, break shit it should be fun
I am chaotic on stage and I break things, it's my way of having fun

Venues are like pussy with me, "Should he cum?"
I treat concert venues the same way I treat women, making sexual innuendos

I'ma wax that like the chap stick in my backpack, for my black lips
I'm going to have sex with many girls and use lip balm afterwards to treat my chapped lips

Then dip to Europe and come back with a stack of cheese
I am planning to go to Europe and come back with a large sum of money

A stack of cheese for these rats, Mac and Cheese
I'm bringing the money back to share with my friends, like how I share macro and cheese with rats/mice

New Preme shit got me feeling flyer than a bag of bees
I feel really confident wearing new Supreme clothing, like I'm as light as a bag of bees

Fuck critics, (How's your dick?), "Shit, How's your knees?"
I don't care about the opinions of critics, instead I'm more interested in their sexual health

Y'all on my dick more than my index when I take a pee
People pay more attention to me than my own index finger, where I aim my urine

Came up with 'Rella', ain't touch a bag of weed
I wrote a hit song called 'Rella' without needing to use drugs

Shit was doper than, Whitney Houston's needs
My song was better than Whitney Houston's drug habit

Golf Wang, that's the team to be, "Ay!", getting TU, OF, indeed
Golf Wang is the best team to be in and to be associated with Tyler, the Creator

We was missing Sweatshirt like, where's the hooded sleeve
We were missing Earl Sweatshirt and wanting him back

Guess I win, checks started cashing in
I succeeded financially and my checks are clearing

I stopped rapping and started asking "Where my fucking passion is?"
I stopped making music and started to question my true interests and passions

Probably where that faggot went (who?), Tyler talking father problems
It could be related to my father who left, which is a sensitive topic for me

Shocky shit he spit to popping topics in a gossip column
I talk about shocking and controversial issues that become media talking points

I ain't ask for this, I did it out of boredom
I didn't intend to become famous, I just started rapping out of boredom

Thought that roach was cool, he died and pushed me into stardom
I thought one of my old raps was cool and when it went viral, it propelled me to fame

Now Ye's PJ sippin leche, Chips Ahoy boy, listening to Cowboy
Now I am hanging out with Kanye West, drinking lactose free milk and eating cookies, listening to Cowboy music

Aye boy, land in Melbourne and skate to Fitzroy (ay!)
I plan to land in Melbourne and skate over to Fitzroy

AUS was AWES, I enjoyed, boy, y'all niggas played as a tot's toy
My time in Australia was great, entertaining and fun while others played like children

Have a good day as I annoy, oy
I leave annoyingly, but have a good day anyway

Cameras with panorama's views
Cameras with wide-angle lenses

My shoes have seen more vans than Mexicans with crackers in Alabama
I have worn my shoes to a lot of places, just like Mexicans in Alabama have used vans frequently

G-O-to the-L-F, this O-F, I open a store so I don't stress
I am a member of Odd Future and created my own brand (Golf Wang) to avoid stress and conforming to external standards

But nigga I, (What?), mosh in gardens, jazz punk shit
I still enjoy rowdy shows with punk or jazz music, even if it's in a garden

Playing chords, making up shit, pardon my Dolly Parton's
I enjoy making up songs and playing random notes on my guitar, excuse my Dolly Parton breasts

And I keep sharting, hoodies with rectangles and different colors
I have leaked feces while wearing hoodies that have square designs in varying colors

Niggers think I started kindergarten
People sometimes think I'm childish

My bitch is on my handle bars
My girlfriend rides on my bicycle's handlebars

(I just wanna ride my bike)
I just want to ride my bike

Slater, Slater, Slater, Slater
I repeatedly say my friend's name, Slater

Hair blowing in the wind
My girlfriend's hair is flowing in the wind

Her freckles look like candy bars
She has many freckles that look like candy bars

My cool summer never ends
I am always cool and comfortable, just like in summer months

Oh my God, seriously? Mister cool guy
Someone is mocking me for talking to my bike, calling me Mr. Cool Guy

You're talking to a fucking bike, loser, hehe
The person is making fun of me for talking to my bike and calls me a loser

Oh fuck
I am annoyed and upset