TYLER THE CREATOR - I DREAM VOCALS (RARE) READ DESC

LYRICS TAKEN FROM GENIUS, SPED UP SLOW DOWN TO 0.90x or 0.95x whichever sound better to u
[Intro]
Blo-blo-blo-blox
Blo-blo
Bloxhead!

[Verse 1]
Like I eat shoes, I wear Ice Cream sneaks
Closet looking like a wall at fashion week
Bathing Ape tees, I'm a Supreme freak
Fox hills Malls, nigga BAPEs on my feet
Peep the white tees nigga, Team Blox sheets
Don’t talk to me if you ain't wearing shit from swap meets
Fuck all you Hundreds wearing fucking wearing HypeBeasts
I'm over it
Cheetah girl prints your fat girlfriends needs a mint
She got fat rolls, a belly button full of glint
Everybody knows your girls ugly catch a hint
I let my tongue, on her little herpe littered clit
Now I got fucking herpes on my lip
Herp-herp-herpes
Herpes on my lip (shit)

[Chorus]
In my dream car, but I can’t steer
With the bitch
From The Sound Of Music, but she can't hear
And she tries to draw sounds, but the instruments smear
So I hear nothing but colors
When she whispers in my ear
In my dream car, but I can't steer
With the bitch
From The Sound Of Music, but she can't hear
And she tries to draw sounds, but the instruments smear
So I hear nothing but colors
When she whispers in my ear

[Verse 2]
Chrome brim underneath, hoodie with the Blox tee
Faggot niggas wanted imagination to be me
A.C.E, dreaming out in 3-D
Glasses, that's why you niggas really need to get off my asses
Man it's so crazy
Other people than my moms is calling me baby
My nigga, get your hopes down
You couldn't persuade me
To collaborate with you niggas
Ya'll lyrics is lazy
Gun show tee, front row seats
Got a couple tickets so grandma could go see
Way for the day my daddy balls came on me
Uhh
Always rocking crooks, see me from my castle
In a dream state of mind, bumping Dizzee Rascal
Listening to this instrumental calling me an asshole
When I start crying, now you wanna fucking ask, hoe

[Chorus]
In my dream car, but I can’t steer
With the bitch
From The Sound Of Music, but she can’t hear
And she tries to draw sounds, but the instruments smear
So I hear nothing but colors
When she whispers in my ear
In my dream car, but I can't steer
With the bitch
From The Sound Of Music, but she can’t hear
And she tries to draw sounds, but the instruments smear
So I hear nothing but colors
When she whispers in my ear