Juggernaut – Tyler the Creator lyrics

Lyrics Juggernaut – Tyler the Creator

Juggernaut lyrics
What it is? It’s that nigga T, skin look colored in
Ridin’ in double-double R, that’s that Cullinan
Pullin’ in that four hundred gram, I just bought a disc
Switzerland, Lake Geneva where I spend my summer in
Golf le Fleur, that’s Gianno shoe, what I’m runnin’ in
Earlobe look like headlights on a new van (Gangsta Grillz)
I’m so motherfuckin’ dead-ass, I need some Timberlands
I battle any man, Uzi Vert, don’t think they understand

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert & Tyler, The Creator]
Uh (Skrrt, cool), double C on my feet
Double G on my freak (Ooh), Louis V by my brick
She wan’ kick it with me, she better eat it then leave
She try save ’bout the place but keep eatin’ my meat
We can’t see none of ’em, bro, she keep eatin’ my seeds (Woo)
Got a E and a B on the back of the CT
I’m done with the 12, got a V16 (Uh)
Say the money comin’ in, yeah, that’s true
The more money I get, I don’t wan’ sex you
Can’t think about the last time that I text you
It’s probably one Sidekicks out them belt loops
Sign my John Hancock on a bitch every time I check you
Just like a brand new Lamb’, I wreck you, uh
So if this mind is yours

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & Lil Uzi Vert]
Ride to the dinner tapin’
Outta time and imagine her in the exit
Last year more than what Google say my net is
I got chatter with the chef in the tinted exit

[Verse 3: Pharrell Williams]
It’s the double P, I rock double C
Man, I run them beats like you run in cleats
Man, come to me, you want somethin’ to see
This internally flawed, that’s a double Vs
What troubles me is you couple me
With these subtle fleas tryna double league
Hornet trapped in the hive of a motherfuckin’ bumblebee
They just got the closest picture
of the fuckin’ sun surface, that was us
Got the LaFerrari, park that bitch
just for one purpose, catchin’ dust
My Secret Service carry mops,
you call ’em street sweepers, back you up
Tat’ you up then add you up, then give you a cover like Adwoa
If the shit’s fake, I don’t respect it, it’s clickbait
And that’s distaste like a shit shake
What a difference your wrist make when it’s Richard-made
Hungry eyes tend to fixate like a empty stomach
for a fish plate
Shit-faced, get this straight,
this is truck wheels that grip tape

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & DJ Drama]
Ride to the dinner tapin’
Outta time and imagine her in the exi
(Why you even talkin’ to us?)
Last year more than what Google say my net is (Goddamn)
I got chatter with the chef in the tinted exittt

Juggernaut – Tyler the Creator lyrics
Juggernaut - Tyler the Creator
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