Epar Lyrics - Odd Future

[Hook:] 

All the bad bitches boo when you rap 

I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact 

I got one in the front and two in the back 

And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back" 

[Verse 1:] 

Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk 

While I invest stock in wet rock 

Smoke with all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock" 

Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the dead cops 

And pop it like I tossed a match in the engine 

And go harder than a fucking crack intervention 

Clown of the class and the last to attend it 

Big Earl make you fags stand at attention 

Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking general 

Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go 

Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna know 

Why this Playboy so sticky in this centerfold 

Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes 

Hit 'em low, litter them with Chronicles of Riddick bows 

Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow 

Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo' 

[Hook] 

[Verse 2: Vince Staples] 

Black Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy 

Chilling with a possible victim, she was 18 

A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store 

She freaked with dick to help support the habit picked up in the fourth 

Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it 

Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin 

Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet 

She's kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it 

Look, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitch 

So sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit 

Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck 

Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette 

Mop the blood up, put the body in the apartment 

Stash her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms 

"Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or even fucking look 

You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking book 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3:] 

Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night 

They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like 

Damn right, red light, ran right through it 

"You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you doing? " 

Maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruising 

And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruises 

But no, you wanna be Miss Fuck-with-the-Music 

I'm zoning on Relapse, she's sliding on Blueprint 

Three seconds it takes for her to turn blue 

With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving 

Pulse stops too, in the back, look confused 

As I turn to tell them both not to do shit stupid 

Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, shit 

Swerved to the shoulder, tell them both no moving 

Sit down in the back, cause the windows tinted 

As I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship 

"Aren't you a little too young to be driving? " 

Look Officer, I'm just tryna get home 

"Get out the fucking car with your license and registration" 

I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my patience 

Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike 

Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife 

Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped 

Back to the fucking crib for some tea and crumpets, shit 

[Outro:] 

All the bad bitches boo when you rap 

I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact 

A one dead in the front, dead cop in the back 

And two live bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"