Video Odd de Tyler The Creator 2024 Rap Lyrics

Tyler The Creator - Odd Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, Ace the Creator
Customized Greatly

[Verse 1]
Oh, turn the volume up
You still talking that Mass & volume stuff
It ain't a test to me
Y'all niggas ain't even heard the best of me
Got you going like ecstasy
Uh, yeah
It's Case-eezy and it ain't easy being me-eezy
I mess with the Yeezy and the Jeezy
And oh yeah, the Weezy
Left me right where, where you leave me
I got it all, it's no need to tease me
I'm coming in the game, you niggas ain't even see me
Told you my lines and you didn't even believe me
And I'm a book come and read me
I'm blood, come bleed me
Slip straight to 90's, get off of my sleezy
Yeah, because the haters always acting up
And I'm attacking ya, never back it up

[Verse 2]
First song get oh boy'd
Now all the girls like "Oh boy, oh boy"
And I don't wanna hear that weak shit no more
And I'm coming to a store near you
Nigga why would I fear you?
You can't tell me nothing, I didn't hear you
I'm riding from night til the next day
Maybe balling spent 50 on the coat sway, no way
(Yo, because)
[Verse 3]
It's only one way up so I ain't going down
They around know I'm around when I come around
Yung Joc because it's going down
From brand new and first to Supreme
All these niggas know the kid stay clean
Custom, why you think my momma named me Casey?
So I can change into it
Rap with me, I was payed into it
I'ma get signed cause Ye can do it
The moment I put the pen to the paper
I'ma keep moving, going through and through it
Weatherman 3,000 [?]
Now Casey playing chess with Monopoly
Ain't no nigga stopping he
Bum kid, nigga what you supposed to be
Bubbly flows and that I'm toastin' he
Hard in the ground, yeah I'm growin' deep
On my mind yeah, I flow when I sleep
And I keep going until I hear that beat beep
Hop up in yo window and just creep creep
Whenever I take nothing, fake niggas always tryna take something
Yeah, I'ma lay low, my time will come
Keep writing til my hands is numb
Vegas trips [?] times, Its fun
Why compete when it's already won
Call me daddy nigga, you are my son
Shoot for the stars, she is my gun
She's so bomb, I call her a bad one
See Casey Gucci killer figure
B [?] killers, SBs and Nike Maxes
Arm & Hammer and axes
Yeah, I'm fresher than air itself
And if I had anymore swag, I would scare myself
And I dare myself to own it all
And all you fake niggas known to fall
At age fourteen, I'm known to ball
I'm too priceless, even if the crew didn't exist
Y'all would swag jack me if I dress like Kriss Kross
And all these lil mommas loving my kisses, no lipgloss
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
Tyler, the Creator
Ace, the Creator
Customized Greatly
(Keep it goin')