WHATADAY

WHAT A DAY (Explicit) - Tyler, The Creator

Lyrics by：Tyler Okonma/Otis Jackson Jr./Michal Urbaniak

Composed by：Tyler Okonma/Otis Jackson Jr./Michal Urbaniak

What a day at the park

The Estate Sale

What a day at the park

Gangsta Grillz

Yeah I pulled up in that eighteenth letter repeat buggy

Had to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy

But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me

My lady she don't trust me know I'm a sick puppy

Know that women throw themselves at me and men want me

Anything could happen for attention and rent money

I got so much on my plate that's why I sit funny

So many hand-outs so much back bending

So much entitlement my family be actin' in

So many white diamonds yeah I got jungle fever

But they didn't raise me so shout out black women

So much commentin' show me what you good at

Tell me the highs of the valley that your boots stood at

You couldn't fit in my loafers if you took a steroid

And I wouldn't handle your baggage if I had a bellboy

I'm rarely replying to texts barely enjoying the sex

I got a pain in my chest that's from suppressin' the stress

Lionel he know me the best

Told me I know the answer but Clancy

He gave me the best advice that I heard in a sec'

I need to call me a jet I need to pack me a bag

I need to get me a cabin need some scrimmage in chess

I could've bought me some land I went and flooded my neck

I say this **** with my chest I am like one of the best

Greatest

I am a workaholic and I need to get me some rest

I'd rather get these ideas off I'd rather not steer off my path

I'm so scared of going back to my past

I work I swear it's hard not shaking that fear off

White boy said I brag too much the black kid said it's inspiring

Duality is tiring my girl would kill me

If she knew the things I was desiring

Suppressing it get it out the way I put the sirens in yeah

What a day at the park

What a day at the park

Don't get it confused

What a day at the park

You could never

Look I don't **** with parties

I don't **** with the paparazzi

Never have I drove a Hellcat or a Maserati

Never needed others for my personal validation

She ain't gettin' touched if she cannot hold a conversation

Never had a bulky Richard Mille as a wristwatch

I never seen Amiri never posted on TikTok

I never had desire for promethazine in a soda

Never made eye contact with a woman in Fashion Nova

Never had to fit in no lane

Never wore Beats by Dre headphones to get a video made uh

Bunnyhop validated pedaling

Hittin' wheelies like Chris retaliated just look around

Every opportunity allocated

I put so many n***as on you thought DJ Khaled made it