Tyler, The Creator, A$AP Rocky - JINGELIN

I ain't scared of you motherfuckers
I'ma tell you something straight off the motherf*cking press
I ain't coming for no foolishness
And New York goddammit y'all motherf*cking women look good
Y'all like a bacon and egg sandwich, you look good
And I love sex, I love it
Can't do shit no more and I'm blessed
I'm big boned, I'm heavy structured i'm hung low
If I pull my shit out, this whole room get dark kick it

Uh, I'm jingelin', baby, go 'head, bitch
I said I'm jingelin', baby, go 'head, dawg
I said I'm jingelin', baby, go 'head, bitch
I said I'm jingelin', ayy, yo
Jingle, jingle, that's a one of one
Diamonds flooded like it's country [?]
Do not make me cop that P1
Trust me, that is something you don't want, yeah, mhm

Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Tomb, make my 'Rari go vroom
Got the P1, my Ruger P9
I slide the east side and do the G side
[?] side, throwin' no peace sign
F*ckin' three 9s, turn it to three dimes
[?], I'm chillin' with two dimes
[?] one time, they f*ckin' me one time, ayy
Get no blunts out the face, ayy
Leave them, ghost out the fade ayy
[?] my parade, ayy