Back for Another One - Lyrics - Odd Future

The moment you've all been waiting for Uh, say hello to the great one Mixtapes for free homie, here take one It might come in handy, a record deal was the best thing Y'all can hand me, my squad, the new Grammy family Uh, but they ain't feelin' it, oh well, more bars, I'm spillin' it Every time I touch a mic they be like yo, your touch is tight Y'all's focus (?) slow shots, bash so hard and slow Just like a robot, you not hot man I'm sorry for the truth, Customized Greatly, killin' *** Casey feels sorry in the booth, uh Flow's so sweet they put fillings in my tooth, yeah Fillings in my teeth, Ace the Creator on the beat Casey Veggies on the vocals got you *** in a chokehold, uh oh Yeah, yeah, he's at it again, spread the word tell your moms and your friend Yeah, because I'm Back for another one (***) Back for another one (Yeah, because I'm) The difference between me and them rappers Is I wear clothes fresh out the wrapper Undivided attention, the show's on And no cancelled ***, it must go on ***, volume, too, uh, turn up the volume, too I'm crazy lyrically, come get at me seriously *** know I kill 'em mentally and spiritually I hope you're hearin' me, uh First mixtape was hot, I hope you fear me Believe that, y'all *** didn't believe that he rap And now y'all bob your heads to the things that he rap Uh, y'all *** didn't believe that he rap and Now y'all bob your heads to the things that he rap This *** hated and she clap, no handshakes leave daps Back for another one (***) Back for another one (Yeah, because I'm) Damn, back for another one with robots I'm so hot, you're cold, now here's a *** sweater Look, I can't have no other fun With my pops probably cause he out with his other son But, I'm super steezy like my last beat My *** super greezy like her lunch be granola bars I spill healthy verses, call 'em granola bars Now every *** wanna eat her Casey Veggies with no salt Now it's so crazy, other people than my moms is callin' me baby My *** get ya hopes down, you couldn't persuade me To collaborate with you ***, ya lyrics is lazy I'm undefeated, but the suede shoes is Puma I'm the cancer and the tumor with the drums and the tubas blastin' I'm a crook and it's a castle If I am the ***, then I'm guessin' my mom's a *** Back for another one (***) Back for another one (Yeah, because I'm)