[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
I've been better than you this entire fuckin' time
Bitch, I've already got mine, so you can eat some Key Lime
I hope it brain-freezes you, opens up your void
'Cause the truth is I've been wanting to hit you with an asteroid
I know it sounds childish, you've been gambling, albino
The only lil' thing on this album is the Wayne shit, you rhino
I've been pushin' my patience in calling myself the T
You a G, I've been feelin' like a host but a killer
Winner, winner, fuck the calories in this education, you DJ
And tell the M and the M to go fuck himself
You callin' me a faggot, just to put somе pride in yourself
I've movеd on from that shit, so I felt it's time
To give another friend of mine the keys, Pusha T, go

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
Hello, amigos, hope I pump up your lil' spirit
I ain't sayin' to keep looking at the mirror
But, I'ma tell you n***as, free load, pass the queso
When we say so, pass the doja, let me suck yo' kitty kat
Maybe we can ride on my stallion, how 'bout that?
Go through the Lanez on this bitch, 'cause he Tory'd up
Boring dubs, send subdues on Twitter
Tell the Armageddon I'ma get in to this argument, bitter
Getting canceled everyday when I really wanna open y'alls up
Do I give a fuck? I think not
That whole Drake shit, behind us
The fake shit, the llamas can spit on my dick 'cause I really don't bother
It's getting really bad out there, so take your Alkaloids
Me and Tyler fuck up the world like some asteroids, hahaha
Outro:
TYLER: That was really freestyled, wasn't it?
PUSHA: Yeah, I guess. It's good
TYLER: Great!! Let me just....