[Part I: CHERRY BOMB]

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]

I really made this song just so I could perform it

I don't even know what it mean

It means something

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]

Aw, nah, boy, don't cut that wood

Found out his flowers don't smell that good

But if they smell real good to him

Then he don't need nobody else nose to win

Look, I am a god

Nobody prays to the sight of you

All y'all niggas wear camouflage

I'm in a field wearing pink and blue

I wear pink, they can see me

Nigga, you don't create, you just repeat

Nigga, you don't got drive, you just beep-beep

Beep-beep, talk shit from the backseat

[Pre-Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]

Come and light my fire

I'll blow your fucking face off

Nigga, I'm the goddamn pilot

And I decide when we gon' take off, let's get it

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tie the knot (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Kick the chair (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Float in the air (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

That's cherry bomb

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]

You motherfuckers want war? Then come get it

You motherfuckers don't really want it

You motherfuckers want war and I want more

Nigga, fuck you and everything that you come for

You motherfuckers wanna blow? Pow-pow

Pow-pow, let's take 'em to the gun store

I don't got enough time, fuck your Rolex, nigga

Don't compare him to mine, 'cause I don't know that nigga

[Pre-Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]

Come and light my fire

I'll blow your fucking face off

Nigga, I'm the goddamn pilot

And I decide when we gon' take off, let's get it

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tie the knot (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Kick the chair (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; woo!)

Float in the air (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

That's cherry bomb

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]

You motherfuckers want war?

(Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb)

(Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb)

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry—

[Part II: Firecracker]

[Refrain: Syd, Tyler, The Creator, Both]

(Bomb) Firecracker and I'm ready to blow

You fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)

Firecracker and I'm ready to blow

You fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)

Firecracker and I'm ready to blow

You fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)

Firecracker and I'm ready to blow

You fire me up, I lose control (I lose control)

Firecracker and I'm ready to blow (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

You fire me up, I lose control (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; I lose control)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

You fire me up, I lose control (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; I lose control)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm ready to blow, you fire me up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; I lose control)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

You fire me up, I lose control (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; I lose control)

Firecracker, firecracker, firecracker (I lose control)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I lose co—)

Yeah

[Outro: Tim Davis]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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