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[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
A#               Gm
Yo, who dat boy? Who him is?
A#               Gm
Him that nig-ga, I swear
A#                       Gm
Stand up guy, him don't need no chair
A#
Well, where the fuck him at?
Gm
'Cause nigga, I'm right here
A#                  Gm
I don't shop at the mall, all y'all just
A#
Dumb mothafucka
      Gm
I'm a goddamn artist
A#                                    Gm
You can give me some markers and I'll draw you a closet
        A#
And you know that it's GOLF
            Gm
Bitch gon' and make the deposit
     A#                           Gm
Nigga fresh to death like he got dressed in a coffin
A#                       Gm
Cons, overalls, and a striped shirt
A#                       Gm
The boy drip swag like a broken faucet
A#                       Gm
It's runnin', nigga, I'm runnin'
A#                                      Gm
Shit, that cherry be the bomb like he ran in Boston
A#                       Gm
Won't stop 'til the cops surround him
A#                       Gm
One nigga jiggy and the other awesome
 N.C.
With his fuckin' face blown off, that's how they found him
It's Young T

[Hook: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky]
A#      Gm
Who dat boy? Who him is?
A#      Gm
Who dat boy? Who him is?
A#      Gm
Nigga, who dat boy? Who him is?
A#      Gm
Who dem boys? Nigga, who dem is, nigga?
A#             Gm
Why you niggas feel like that?
A#                          Gm
Mad 'cause a nigga's neck chill like that
A#                        Gm
Mad 'cause a nigga push weight like that?
A#                                Gm
Why you puttin' bad vibes in the air like that?
       A#      Gm
Nigga who dem boys?

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
A#
Who dem is? Nigga, who dem is?
A#
Who else step in this bitch this jig?
A#
Who else your bitch say got a bick this big?
A#                                       Gm
Who else came through with a wrist this flick?
A#                      Gm
Nigga, Guess my pants, do my dance
A#                          Gm
Spin around, bitch, you can kiss my ass
A#                        Gm
Never seen your nigga in this much Raf
A#                      Gm
Still doin' math when I miss my class
A#                      Gm
Was it Summertime '06, had the number 9
A#                          Gm
Nigga, never mind, wasn't nothin' but time before Vince
A#                        Gm
Had the Gucci gold tips with the letterman
A#                              Gm
Nigga, dollar sign was my favorite number at the time
A#                       Gm
Fresh freshmen 'til they skipped my ass
A#                      Gm
Senior citizen, don't forget my pass
A#                       Gm
Been that nigga and you knew that there
A#                               Gm
Make the dick disappear, how she do that there?

[Hook: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky]
A#      Gm
Who dat boy? Who him is?
A#      Gm
Who dat boy? Who him is?
A#      Gm
Nigga, who dat boy? Who him is?
A#      Gm
Who dem boys? Nigga, who dem is, nigga?
A#             Gm
Why you niggas feel like that?
A#                          Gm
Mad 'cause a nigga's neck chill like that
A#                        Gm
Mad 'cause a nigga push weight like that?
A#                                Gm
Why you puttin' bad vibes in the air like that?
       A#      Gm
Nigga who dem boys?

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky]
A#                       Gm
Fuck the rap, I'm tryna own a planet
A#                       Gm
From my other fuckin' business ventures
A#             Gm
These niggas these days
A#                 Gm
Actin' like some bitches, like they're fuckin' with ya (yeah)
A#                   Gm
Teeth is glistenin', Jesus, Christmas
                  A#                     Gm
He just shittin', she exquisite, bitches be expensive (oh, no, nigga)
N.C.
And I don't even need attention
WANG$AP on the bumper sticker, fuck you niggas
A#                      Gm
Fuck global warming, my neck is so frio
A#                         Gm
I'm currently lookin' for '95 Leo
A#                      Gm
My mom say she worried because I'm so ill
N.C.
I should stay in bed, but got too much bread
A#
To make, she said watch my weight
A#
So I stayed home and start eatin' some meals
A#
Get out of my way, way
A#                                                           Gm
Boy that's McLaren, that's 0 to 60 in 2 point nueve, I'm gone

            
            
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