Come On, Let’s Go - Tyler, The Creator ft. Tyler, The Creator, Nigo

Yeah

Brr (Ooh), brrr (Ooh-ah)

Agh (Ooh, yeah), I'm downstairs

Tsk (Ooh), fuck you mean? (Ooh-ah)

Girl! (Ooh)

I told your ass 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, time stuck like Velcro

Georgia Peach on each side like it's ATL, ho (Yeah)

You lackin' (Ayy), you trippin', you slackin' (Ayy)

Impatient-ly 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 fuck is you doin'? We gotta dip-dip-dip-dip-dip

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

Waitin' for that last minute for your goddamn hair

Now stop playin' games, girl, and bring your ass downstairs

Come on, girl, let's go (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Come on, girl, let's go (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

'Cause 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)

'Cause 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, yeah

Shower, moisturizer', and the fit I had on yesterday

Uniform necessities, multiples of everything

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, it's sympathy I lack

I care about one thing: where the fuck you at? (Ayy)

Anyway, gotta pay a little more

If we late to the jet

Gotta jet 'cause the boat leave at eight

And we got supper on the upper deck and the orchestra

Gon' play that shit I scored (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 shit

Put so much into tonight and you just don't care

Now stop playin' games, girl, and bring your ass 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')

'Cause you know the time that you wastin' like, time that you wastin' like

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 ass 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 takes a long time, like it's not that serious (Where the fuck 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