[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
(Yeah)
Brr, brr (Ooh, ah)
Agh, I'm downstairs (Ooh, yeah)
Tsk, fuck you mean? (Ooh, ah)
Girl! (Ooh)

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & Pharrell Williams]
I told your ass be ready, ah
You always got excuses and you know I be on top of things
Punctual my proper name, on the dot is not your aim
Although we in love, we are not the same, uh
I hit you on that celly, ah
You said you needed five, that was more than twelve ago
Claim you got your hands tied, time stuck like Velcro
Georgia Peach on east side like it's ATL, ho (Yeah)
You lackin', you trippin', you slackin' (Ayy, ayy; yeah)
Impatiently waitin' (Ayy; yeah)
Confused, like "What happened?" (Yeah)
How you get a attitude 'cause I'm gettin' mad? (Yeah)
'Cause you wanna take twenty minutes and a half (Yeah)
And on top of that, I gotta get gas
Ahh, the freeway, picked up traffic (Yeah, yeah)
What the fuck is you doin'? We gotta dip, dip, dip, dip, dip
Cartier-er-er-er, watch go tick, tick, tick, tick, tick
Waitin' for that last minute for your goddamn hair (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now stop playin' games, girl, and bring your ass downstairs (Yeah)
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
Come on, girl, let's go (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come on, girl, let's go (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl, you know the time that you wastin', that time that you wastin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
That time that you wastin's on my dime (Yeah, yeah)
Come on, girl, let's go (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come on, girl, let's go (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl, you know the time that you wastin', that time that you wastin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
That time that you wastin's on my dime (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Took me twenty to get ready, yeah
Shower, moisturizer, and the fit I had on yesterday
Uniform necessities, multiples of everything
Now your neighbor wanna come and speak to me, like
"Hey, how you doin'?" "I'm good" "I ain't too bad"
"Hahahahaha," hit her with a few fake laughs
She talkin' my ear off, it's sympathy I lack
I care about one thing: where the fuck you at? (Ayy)
Anyway, gotta pay a little more, if we late to the jet (Ayy)
Gotta dip 'cause the boat leave at eight (Ayy)
And we got supper on the upper deck and the orchestra (Ayy)
Gon' play that shit I scored (Woo), for LV Abloh projects (Yeah)
You ain't scared to change 'cause this ain't comin' out your pockets
My Freudian slip, I'm rude lil' bit
Don't be actin' so appalled, all y'all girls love this shit
Put so much into tonight and you just don't care
Now stop playin' games, girl, and bring your ass downstairs
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
Come on, girl, let's go, come on, girl, let's go (Go, go)
Come on, girl, let's go, come on, girl, let's go (I'm comin', I'm comin', I'm comin')
Girl you know the time that you wastin' that, time that you wastin'
That time that you wastin's on my dime

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Tsk, you're always rushing me, relax! Chill, chill, alright?
T-Tonight just don't care, playin' games, girl, bring your ass downstairs
Why you trippin'? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm comin' (Yeah, yeah)
I'm finishin' my makeup, can you just relax, like
This takes a long time, like it's not that serious (Where the fuck you at?) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I think... I-I think I left something in the house