Tyler, The Creator
I Just Bought a Bugatti (I’m Happy)
[Intro: Young N***a]
Ballin'

[Verse 1: Young N***a]
N***a we ballin'
All of my n***as get airtime
N***as call burner "The Barber"
The way I put shit to his hairline
N***a gotta problem, hit the n***a with the llama
If a n***a gotta problem, shoot a n***a in his dick
I'm the slumpy man
Good night little bitch it's bedtime
30 around my belt loop, and i'm not talking my waist size
Burner in the cut, n***a
Pasta eat that for lunch n***a
School of hard knocks I got a degree in
Swagging on you fuck n***as
I smoke like a Rasta
Eat like Italian that expensive pasta
You don't want that problem
I'm Dr. Dolittle, I talk to the llama
I should buy a whale I just bought a lion his name is Damonté
I just bought Bugatti, I drove all the way to San Clemente
Young N***a spend thirty racks on his belt cuzz
Young N***a got bread like a homeless shelter
I make snow angels with the cocaine
All my n***as keep heaters, we don't need jackets
[Hook: IceJJFish & Young N***a]
I spent a lot of money, I’m happy
I slumped a fuck n***a, I’m happy
I fucked a Thotiana, I’m happy
I just bought a Bugatti, I’m happy

[Verse 2: IceJJFish]
Happy
I’m so damn happy
You n***as can’t down me
I’m always happy
As long as I got money
And these bitches on me
They really want meee
Girl, get up on me
You know that I want you
You know what me, and money can do

[Hook: Young N***a]
I spent a lot of money, I’m happy
I slumped a fuck n***a, I’m happy
I fucked a Thotiana, I’m happy
I just bought a Bugatti, I’m happy

[Verse 3: Jasper Dolphin]
Bad yellow bitch, oh god, she on me
Nasty n***a eat the pussy like macaroni
You talkin' shit I got the dogs they be on me
I got the toolie in the 'stendo they be on me
Turnt up n***a in the club
With a bad bitch, n***a I’m smoking bud
I don’t give a fuck, crash here in the club
I’m a J, n***a what’s good
J's over here, J's over there
Me and my partner, J
All we do is smoke weed, I’m over here
[Verse 4: IceJJFish]
Aba-akeh I kill 'em
Just like that shit
These motherfuckers over here
I don't know why they talkin' shit
Cause they see me on my shit, n***a
I’m always on my shit
Yeeeaahhh, may as well look dumb and take a shit
All over you pussy-ass hoes, this is how it goes
You been exposed, bitch, take off yo clothes
Do this shit fo' sho'
Can’t fuck with me and my flow
N***a, this how it go-oowoah
Bitch, I’m off the chain, off the chain
Chillin' on my neck right here
This my fuckin' thang
Dude, this shit is off the chain
Do these motherfuckers see the shit in my brain?
Y'all just the same n***as, aren’t you? Saaame

[Outro: L-Boy]
Yeah, n***a
You know it ain’t a motherfuckin track unless L-Boy on this shit
We done shut it down. Young N***a. IceJJ collab, my n***a
I’m letting y'all know, n***as. It’s real official now, my n***a
We comin' in ya house, slappin' ya breakfast burrito out yo hand, n***a
Cause we happy, n***a
We takin' the irrigation system. And fuckin' it up, my n***a
We changin' ya muthuhfuckin' address, n***a
‘Cause we ain’t playin’ no mo', n***a
We uprootin' your carpet, n***a
Puttin' hardwood floors in, n***a
It’s over
I’m runnin' in ya house, shootin' ya first-born son
Changin' his diaper after he’s dead
My n***a, what’s good, n***a? What are we? What? (Ooh) N***a
We changin' ya address ‘cause we happy, n***a. (Ooh)
We outta this bitch, n***a. (We out this bitch, n***a)