Sucka Free Lyrics – Tyler, The Creator

Read the full Sucka Free lyrics by Tyler and The Creator along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Tyler's music, you can also explore Sugar On My Tongue and Big Poe, two other songs by Tyler.

[Intro]
This that East Side Hawthorne, ride down El Segundo, the PCA s*it
Put your top down, sun beaming, for real, huh

[Chorus]
I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby
I'm that guy for real (Ha, ha, ah)
I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby (Ha, ha, ah)
I'm that guy for real (Ha, ha, ah)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, ayy, s*itty backup (Ayy), got my racks up (Ayy, bro)
Baby blue Beamer, watch it back up
Got my jewels on, sure I'm strapped up
We don't know you, n!gga, back up, uh-huh
Pockets full of chili like it's hot sauce (Uh-huh)
N!ggas acting silly, just the pop off
Hop off my d!ck, there's some hoes in here
Odd Future, Wolf Gang, all the bros in here
You n!ggas bums, you never really figured it out (Huh)
You the type to let a b!tch wear a shoe in your house (Ha)
You the type to buy a chain before some furniture, couch
And you the type of n!gga never had a fist hit your mouth (Bink-bink-bink, huh)
You ain't got no guap, no paper, ain't no ink
See, I'm that guy, give a fu*k what you think (N!gga)
So please, keep that weirdo s*it from me
I'm just stacking up my cheese tryna stay sucker-free

[Chorus]
I'm that guy, tryna get my paper, baby (Ha, ha, ah)
I'm that guy, for real (Ha, ha, ah)
I'm that guy tryna get my paper, baby (Ha, ha, ah)
I'm that guy, for real (Ha, ha, ah)

[Post-Chorus]
I'm stacking my ones on a Tuesday, I'm getting that paper
I'm stacking my ones on a weekend, I'm getting that paper

[Verse 2]
All the bums to the back, b!tch, I'm dumb to the max
I'm him, I'm that guy, run and tell that
All that street talk corny, y'all rats
"Bro, you are a good man," what you know about that, n!gga?
It's weird and that's on my m*mmy, hoes tell, we don't need no lobby (Ha, ha, ha)
We the extras, ain't need no hobby (Ha, ha, ha)
Drop the top, I'm never sloppy (Ha, ha, ha)
Keep a thumper, brodie, can you please hop off my bumper, n!gga? (Ah)

[Chorus]
I'm that guy tryna get my paper (N!ggas weird, bro), baby
I'm that guy, for real (Ha, ha, ah)
I'm that guy tryna get my paper, baby (Ha, ha, ah)
I'm that guy, for real (Ha, ha, ah), ayy

[Post-Chorus]
I'm stacking my ones on a Tuesday, I'm getting that paper
I'm stacking my ones on a weekend, yeah, I'm getting that paper (What y'all n!ggas on, bro?)
I'm stacking my ones on a Tuesday, I'm getting that paper
I'm stacking my ones on a weekend, I'm getting that paper

[Outro]
Mind your business, mind your figures, n!gga (I been waiting, I been waiting, I been waiting on you)
Get your paper up and turn your goofy down, for real, bro, hm (DON'T TAP THE GLASS)