Klondyke Bars by Tityboi Tyler Lyrics
(Intro- Paperstax)
AAH AHH, I sat on my balls
And then, we went to the store
Ahh, I need a cast
Please help
Lemme let Tyler on the beat right now
(Verse 1- Tityboi Tyler)
Its ya man tityboi screaming out holla
All about the makin bout the bacon straight dollas
None about the waiting only raking straight balla
Tell that girl stop bitchin cause she know that imma call her
Time to start running cause I’m the front man
Always out here hustling know I’m a stunt man
Only dropping bombs like I’m an afghan
Headed to the top jump on the damn plan
Moneys, cars, hoes, what i got
Lambo, rari, porsche, what i bought
I’m only breaking bread, watchu thought?
Need a bigger boat, call me big yacht
I come to the party to shoot out the roof
I just bought myself a pound of the boof
Now I’m way high chilled out in the booth
I am triple x knock out ya girls tooth
If you fuck with me ill pull out a deuce
I’m in a big party, and i got the juice
I’m in the lead you just a caboose
I’m killing you kids like rap abuse
You know its 4/20 so we call this shit dope
Lines are so flame that we give you no hope
Burn up that gas g wash burned the rope
I fucked all you pussies like you just dropped the soap
Roley on Roley, i rock a muller
You say you’re cool, but i say I’m cooler
Don’t think its ice, just ask my jeweler
You’re just a peasant cause i am your ruler
Im a horseman, just got some head
Lighting it up, gave that pussy a shred
Got this girl mumbling, what she just said
Pass off the mic, here take it cornbread
(Interlude- Paperstax and Chef Cornbread)
Um, Chef, can you turn up the A/C please?
I got you man
*Wind*
Thanks man
(Verse 2- Chef Cornbread)
AAH
Rappers drivers me crazy like I’m jumping of the roof
Talking bout whack crap and buying pounds of boof
Are you even speaking english? sounding like a goof
You sound like a horse kicked you in the throat with a hoof
I don’t have to be driving fast cars
Or dating superstars
To be dropping some crazy mad fuckin bars
I’m a crazy boy I’m living life large
Like I’m feeling so high I’m living on mars
How you feeling now rapping behind bars
I’m going so above you aren’t even on par
You’re rapping so much but all i hear is lard
Take a step back down cause your whole careers been charred
My boi tityboi he a killer on the mic
He makes it look so easy like riding a bike
While your over here messing like lil tikes
Messing with lesbians cause you looking like a dike
Your rap is crap if could i would press dislike
Yeah I’m kinda clever my raps are kinda bright
Is it hard to believe we’re both super white?
Is it crazy to think we’ll go big? cause we might
Said you would do anything bruh this ain't klondike
They gave me a chance in this world i said gimme the mic
AAH AHH, I sat on my balls
And then, we went to the store
Ahh, I need a cast
Please help
Lemme let Tyler on the beat right now
(Verse 1- Tityboi Tyler)
Its ya man tityboi screaming out holla
All about the makin bout the bacon straight dollas
None about the waiting only raking straight balla
Tell that girl stop bitchin cause she know that imma call her
Time to start running cause I’m the front man
Always out here hustling know I’m a stunt man
Only dropping bombs like I’m an afghan
Headed to the top jump on the damn plan
Moneys, cars, hoes, what i got
Lambo, rari, porsche, what i bought
I’m only breaking bread, watchu thought?
Need a bigger boat, call me big yacht
I come to the party to shoot out the roof
I just bought myself a pound of the boof
Now I’m way high chilled out in the booth
I am triple x knock out ya girls tooth
If you fuck with me ill pull out a deuce
I’m in a big party, and i got the juice
I’m in the lead you just a caboose
I’m killing you kids like rap abuse
You know its 4/20 so we call this shit dope
Lines are so flame that we give you no hope
Burn up that gas g wash burned the rope
I fucked all you pussies like you just dropped the soap
Roley on Roley, i rock a muller
You say you’re cool, but i say I’m cooler
Don’t think its ice, just ask my jeweler
You’re just a peasant cause i am your ruler
Im a horseman, just got some head
Lighting it up, gave that pussy a shred
Got this girl mumbling, what she just said
Pass off the mic, here take it cornbread
(Interlude- Paperstax and Chef Cornbread)
Um, Chef, can you turn up the A/C please?
I got you man
*Wind*
Thanks man
(Verse 2- Chef Cornbread)
AAH
Rappers drivers me crazy like I’m jumping of the roof
Talking bout whack crap and buying pounds of boof
Are you even speaking english? sounding like a goof
You sound like a horse kicked you in the throat with a hoof
I don’t have to be driving fast cars
Or dating superstars
To be dropping some crazy mad fuckin bars
I’m a crazy boy I’m living life large
Like I’m feeling so high I’m living on mars
How you feeling now rapping behind bars
I’m going so above you aren’t even on par
You’re rapping so much but all i hear is lard
Take a step back down cause your whole careers been charred
My boi tityboi he a killer on the mic
He makes it look so easy like riding a bike
While your over here messing like lil tikes
Messing with lesbians cause you looking like a dike
Your rap is crap if could i would press dislike
Yeah I’m kinda clever my raps are kinda bright
Is it hard to believe we’re both super white?
Is it crazy to think we’ll go big? cause we might
Said you would do anything bruh this ain't klondike
They gave me a chance in this world i said gimme the mic