text: If I want it, you got it, then Ima get it, get it
  If you aint hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it
  They think Im lost, but they really dont know
  Im on my way to the bank 
  If I want it, you got it, then Ima get it, get it
  If you aint hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it
  They think Im lost, but they really dont know
  Im on my way to the bank 
  They say actions speak louder than words, but they dont hear me, though
  Thats why I wont be happy til Im like stereo
  Everywhere he go, they be like, There he go!
  BrandUn DeShay on the mic, so here we go
  No time for the losers, we all-stars
  And aint nobody on the bench, dog, we all start
  About as peaceful as a hippie, but Ill spark
  Im serious, dog, Im in my prime like the Allspark
  And where the shell yall get yall videos, Cost Mart?
  A girl sitting on the grill like a Ballpark
  A bunch of niggas in packs like baseball cards
  Tricked out cars tryna ball in front of Walmart
  Im sorry, Im just no have got the memo
  Killing tracks in a Fascist fashion, thats my M.O
  Fly like the interceptor or just an INO
  Denied like the interception youre hear in N.O., yo..
  If I want it, you got it, then Ima get it, get it
  If you aint hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it
  They think Im lost, but they really dont know
  Im on my way to the bank 
  If I want it, you got it, then Ima get it, get it
  If you aint hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it
  They think Im lost, but they really dont know
  Im on my way to the bank 
  Right now, I aint ish, but Ill be thee ish
  So though I ate ish, youll still eat ish
  And soon, so be quick, dont eat turds
  Instead, eat your own words like hors doevres
  Get it? Now thats served
  Im the best man like your best friend
  Im in the air like a kegstand
  Grounded like kickstand, no bull like Estan
  Im a beast like the blue X-Men
  Check the plantiff, they claim that
  I murdered the beat with no stainless
  Shoot, I just hopped on the track, Im so aimless
  Haters try to pay me no mind, theyre so brainless
  Dangerous wack rhymers
  The five-seven, eight-niner, teenager, space rhymer
  Showtimer, headliner, flow speed red-liner
  The old soul, crate digging like a gold miner
  New jack, coolest cat youve seen since the snow tiger 
  If I want it, you got it, then Ima get it, get it
  If you aint hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it
  They think Im lost, but they really dont know
  Im on my way to the bank 
  If I want it, you got it, then Ima get it, get it
  If you aint hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it
  They think Im lost, but they really dont know
  Im on my way to the bank 
  B, whats happening? Nigga fuck rapping
  Im in cell 1 and 2 because Im considering trapping
  3 or 4 with some overweight groupies
  And a food stamp nigga and a motherfucking hoopdy
  But truthfully, Im hungry, these rappers is lunchmeat
  I laugh at AIDS victims, cold heart, fuck heat
  Fuck school, do drugs, holes with no magnum, kill everyone in the industry
  And drag them to the florist by the end of the chorus, so they can be alive in case
  My fucking verse is boring, bass in the stairs
  Stock shit like a share, Im a virus
  Having great dreams of fucking Miley Cyrus
  Bitches, I bag them, jeans, I sag them
  7, 8, yall dont lay them straight, your nigga is fag them
  9, 10, Im a motherfucking sin
  Turn this shit off before I say... Amen
  If I want it, you got it, then Ima get it, get it
  If you aint hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it
  They think Im lost, but they really dont know
  Im on my way to the bank 
  If I want it, you got it, then Ima get it, get it
  If you aint hip to it yet, you best to get with it, with it
  They think Im lost, but they really dont know
  Im on my way to the bank 
  BrandUn DeShay
  Tyler, The Creator
  16-Bit meets Odd Future 
  I mean, we really gotta stop meeting like this, Ty
  Its not even fair to the world
  From now until forever