Childish Gambino — I. The Worst Guys

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At a Clippers game on the courtside
Watch a nigga shoot like a four-five
They mad at me too, I got more fire
When these bitches see you «Go home, Roger»(Go home, Roger)
Tia and Tamara in my bed, I’m a smart guy
I ain’t fucking with you niggas like apartheid
Hits on my list, check my archive
I’m something so immaculate, instead of asking what’s happening
Rather blast a Jackson 5 in the back of an Acura
Acting blacker than a Bernie Mac, two Charlie Murphys and Akon
The girls that you brought man, where are they from?
Where are they from? We were playing Playstation
Why you standing there, say some, girl, say some
No, this ain’t a vacation, this is my house, my house
Bought a new bath, 8K, nigga
Wanna take shots? AK, nigga
When I ball, I’m-a ball King James, nigga
Uncle Ben in my hand, make change, nigga
And I’m out of this world like Tang, nigga
That’s a space bar, man, I hate y’all
You only come around when you want to play pool in my hot tub
Ice cream paint job in the garage
I had a menage, and murdered the vag’
But, afterwards, it was awkward as fuck
Cause I’m nervous as fuck and could not get it up
I-I-I-I-I need a minute, cold water to the face
I-I-I couldn’t finish, got the Uber from her place
On my porch smoking vapor, hit with the Sunday paper
Listening to the neighbors…
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Our neighbors, all alone, no no no no