Come On, Let's Go (Explicit)

Come On, Let's Go (Explicit) - Tyler, The Creator/Nigo

Lyrics by：Pharrell/Tyler Okonma

Composed by：Pharrell/Tyler Okonma

Yeah

Brrr

Ooh

Brrr

Ooh-ah

Agh

Ooh yeah

I'm downstairs

Tsk

Ooh

F**k you mean

Ooh-ah

Girl

Ooh

I told your a*s be ready agh

You always got excuses and you know I be on top of things

Punctual my proper name on the dot is not your aim

Although we in love we are not the same

Uh

I hit you on that celly agh

You said you needed five that was more than twelve ago

Claim you got your hands tied tied I'm stuck like Velcro

Georgia Peach on East side like it's ATL ho

Yeah

You lackin'

Ayy

You trippin' you slackin'

Ayy

Impatiently waitin'

Yeah ayy

Confused like What happened

How you get a attitude 'cause I'm gettin' mad

'Cause you wanna take twenty minutes and a half

And on top of that I gotta get gas

Ahh the freeway picked up traffic

What the f**k is you doin'

We gotta dip-dip-dip-dip-dip

Cartier-er-er-er watch go tick-tick-tick-tick

Waitin' for that last minute for your godd**n hair

Now stop playin' games go on bring your a*s downstairs

Come on girl let's go

Yeah yeah yeah

Come on girl let's go

Yeah yeah yeah

Girl you know the time that you wastin' like time that you wastin'

Like time that you wastin's on my dime

Come on girl let's go

Yeah yeah yeah

Come on girl let's go

Yeah yeah yeah

Girl you know the time that you wastin' like time that you wastin'

Like time that you wastin's on my dime

Took me twenty to get ready agh

Shower mousturizin' the fit I had on yesterday

Uniform necessities multiples are e'erything

Now your neighbor wanna come and speak to me like

Hey How you doin' I'm good I ain't too bad

Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha hit her with a few fake laughs

I was at the grocery store mane how was

She talkin' my ear off in sympathy I laugh

I care about one thing where the f**k you at

Ayy

Anyway gotta pay a little more she late to the jet

Gotta jet 'cause your boy leave at 8

And we like a in

Go play that s**t I score

Woo

For LV Abloh projects

Yeah

You ain't scared to change 'cause this ain't comin' out your pockets

My Freudian slip I'm rude lil' bit don't be actin' so appalled

All y'all girls love this s**t

Put so much into tonight and you just gon' kill

Now stop playin' games go on bring your a*s downstairs

Come on girl let's go come on girl let's go

Go go

Come on girl let's go come on girl let's go

I'm comin' I'm comin' I'm comin'

Girl you know the time that you wastin' all the time that you wastin'

All the time that you wastin's on my dime

Tsk you're always rushing me relax Chill chill alright

T-Tonight just don't care playin' games girl bring your a*s downstairs

Why you trippin'

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I'm comin'

Yeah yeah

I'm finishin' my makeup can you just relax like

This take a long time like it's not that serious

Where the f**k you at

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I think I-I think I left something in the house