Uploaded June 2023 | Updated September 2026, 14 hours ago
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(This song is updated with the official instrumental, however the word "updated" its not in the title due to limited characters)
Lyrics
PartyIsntOver 0:00
[Verse: Tyler The Creator]
Uhm, I said, the party isn't over
We could still dance, but I don't have no rhythm
So f**k it, take a chance with me
The party isn't over, we could still dance girl
But I don't have no rhythm
So f**k it, take a chance with a ni**a
Like me, like me
Uhm, I said, the party isn't over
We could still dance, but I don't have no rhythm
So f**k it, take a chance with me
The party isn't over, we could still dance girl
But I don't have no rhythm
So f**k it, take a chance with a ni**a
Like me, like me
Campfire (feat. Laetitia Sadier) 2:14
[Verse 1: Tyler The Creator]
Yeah, um
All I needed was a stick, grab the marshmallows
Motherf**kers getting lynched and burned
I earned it, my Flog Gnaw badge is looking good
On this brand new jacket
The donuts on the flag waving over the cabin
Now grab them graham crackers and pass them over here
Hurry, quickly I need a piece of Hersheys
Darker than the corners of the bushes we be lurking
I centered the mellow over the graham
Heated it too long now, it's melting over my hand
F**k it, I'll bite it, I burnt it, but I liked it
Camping with my ni**as, its so f**king exciting
[Interlude: Kids]
We're making s'mores by the campfire
Camp Flog Gnaw, Golf Wang summer
[Verse 2: Laetitia Sadier]
Sat by the fire
To witness gentle, but radical
Transformation ceased to be mindless
Create our own sweetness
At last growing the heart
[Interlude: Tyler, the Creator]
Yo bring the bass back in
Yeah, haha
Who ate all the f**kin' chocolate?
Oh that's Domo fat a**, haha
Yeah
I ain't trying to go home, really
Bimmer (feat. Frank Ocean) 4:39
[Hook: Tyler The Creator]
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
And you got a lot of drive, I’m trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer
See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up
And your headlights are off, I'm trying to see 'em
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and smash
[Verse 1: Tyler The Creator & (Frank Ocean)]
Pop some Tame Impala, your man got a lame Impala
(It'll get dark outside soon)
And I'm sharing Slurpees and you ain't even begin to swallow
You’re f**king nuts, green top we coupled up
Run my fingers through em as you wax and buff my muffler
Cause I fingered you, you think the f**king ring is coming up?
(Where the street lights trail, Oooooooo)
Maybe, I don’t know, I think you’re chill
(Ride for)
Riding on my pegs, and my back against your legs
And a seatbelt is needed if I get between 'em, yeah
[Hook: Tyler The Creator]
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
And you got a lot of drive, I’m trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer
See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up
And your headlights are off, I'm trying to see 'em
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and smash
[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
Mmmm it’ll get dark outside, soon (My baby, ride for me)
Where the street lights trail (My baby, ride for me)
You ain’t gotta lie to kick it darling
It’s cool we’re moving slow
[Bridge: Tyler The Creator]
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
You got a lot of drive I’m trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer, smash
You remind me of my bimmer
[Outro: Lionel]
Where you been, man?
Oh, I had a drop off to make real quick. Hey, have you seen Salem?
Oh she with that new dude, Wolf, or, Darnell, whatever his name is
F**k that ni**a, man. Hey you know where they went?
I seen 'em going down by the lake
What the f**k!
You good man? You need some sherm? I got some
I got a can of these baked beans too
Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use.
I do not own this. All of this belongs to Tyler, The Creator
Like, Subscribe & Have a Nice Day!!!!!
(Here is the whole Wolf album in clean)
youtube.com/playlist?list=PL1Tx_5tVnHqDZMHUcMgD1QCwzOFHku7dC
(This song is updated with the official instrumental, however the word "updated" its not in the title due to limited characters)
Lyrics
PartyIsntOver 0:00
[Verse: Tyler The Creator]
Uhm, I said, the party isn't over
We could still dance, but I don't have no rhythm
So f**k it, take a chance with me
The party isn't over, we could still dance girl
But I don't have no rhythm
So f**k it, take a chance with a ni**a
Like me, like me
Uhm, I said, the party isn't over
We could still dance, but I don't have no rhythm
So f**k it, take a chance with me
The party isn't over, we could still dance girl
But I don't have no rhythm
So f**k it, take a chance with a ni**a
Like me, like me
Campfire (feat. Laetitia Sadier) 2:14
[Verse 1: Tyler The Creator]
Yeah, um
All I needed was a stick, grab the marshmallows
Motherf**kers getting lynched and burned
I earned it, my Flog Gnaw badge is looking good
On this brand new jacket
The donuts on the flag waving over the cabin
Now grab them graham crackers and pass them over here
Hurry, quickly I need a piece of Hersheys
Darker than the corners of the bushes we be lurking
I centered the mellow over the graham
Heated it too long now, it's melting over my hand
F**k it, I'll bite it, I burnt it, but I liked it
Camping with my ni**as, its so f**king exciting
[Interlude: Kids]
We're making s'mores by the campfire
Camp Flog Gnaw, Golf Wang summer
[Verse 2: Laetitia Sadier]
Sat by the fire
To witness gentle, but radical
Transformation ceased to be mindless
Create our own sweetness
At last growing the heart
[Interlude: Tyler, the Creator]
Yo bring the bass back in
Yeah, haha
Who ate all the f**kin' chocolate?
Oh that's Domo fat a**, haha
Yeah
I ain't trying to go home, really
Bimmer (feat. Frank Ocean) 4:39
[Hook: Tyler The Creator]
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
And you got a lot of drive, I’m trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer
See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up
And your headlights are off, I'm trying to see 'em
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and smash
[Verse 1: Tyler The Creator & (Frank Ocean)]
Pop some Tame Impala, your man got a lame Impala
(It'll get dark outside soon)
And I'm sharing Slurpees and you ain't even begin to swallow
You’re f**king nuts, green top we coupled up
Run my fingers through em as you wax and buff my muffler
Cause I fingered you, you think the f**king ring is coming up?
(Where the street lights trail, Oooooooo)
Maybe, I don’t know, I think you’re chill
(Ride for)
Riding on my pegs, and my back against your legs
And a seatbelt is needed if I get between 'em, yeah
[Hook: Tyler The Creator]
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
And you got a lot of drive, I’m trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer
See your ignition, baby girl I'm trying to key up
And your headlights are off, I'm trying to see 'em
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
So let me start it up and smash
[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
Mmmm it’ll get dark outside, soon (My baby, ride for me)
Where the street lights trail (My baby, ride for me)
You ain’t gotta lie to kick it darling
It’s cool we’re moving slow
[Bridge: Tyler The Creator]
You remind me of my bimmer
A lot of trunk space, the perfect two seater
You got a lot of drive I’m trying to keep up
But it's not a lot of miles on ya meter
You remind me of my bimmer, smash
You remind me of my bimmer
[Outro: Lionel]
Where you been, man?
Oh, I had a drop off to make real quick. Hey, have you seen Salem?
Oh she with that new dude, Wolf, or, Darnell, whatever his name is
F**k that ni**a, man. Hey you know where they went?
I seen 'em going down by the lake
What the f**k!
You good man? You need some sherm? I got some
I got a can of these baked beans too
Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use.










![48 (Clean) - Tyler, The Creator (feat. Nas & Frank Ocean) (updated)
I do not own this. All of this belongs to Tyler, The Creator
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(Here is the whole Wolf album in clean)
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL1Tx_5tVnHqDZMHUcMgD1QCwzOFHku7dC
(The reason why you see updated in the title its because these are newly edited with official instrumentals)
Lyrics
[Intro: Nas]
Crack f**ked up the world
And I wonder if they realized the damage
I mean, they come from an era
Who made a lot of money off that s**t
And I wonder if it f**ked with they conscience
It f**ked with me being out there, I couldnt stand it
I couldnt stand seeing people f**king theyselves up like that on the s**t
And thats where the money came from
[Chorus: Tyler The Creator & Frank Ocean]
Forty-eight, forty-eight, forty-eight states I get it in (Ni**a)
Forty-eight, forty-eight, forty-eight states I get it in (Ni**a)
They call me Mr. Treat Your Nose
If you really need some blow, I can get it for the low, ni**a
Forty-eight, forty-eight, forty-eight states I get it in (Ni**a)
Forty-eight, forty-eight, forty-eight states I get it in (Ni**a)
They call me Mr. Treat Your Nose
If you really need some blow, I can get it for the low, ni**a
[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
S**ts getting warmer, on that corner
Gotta watch out for them 5-0 foreigners
Your mothers a goner
I warned you before you supersized my fries with that dollar
You got a daughter, s**ts getting harder
The only thing you wanna bunk her was your freedom
You cant afford to get caught up but you in too deep
And the seashore aint saw ya
You got a mother, she dont support you
But you bought her a new house cause you love her
Growing up you barely had a roof
Now you got a coupe and it doesnt have a roof
I guess youre accustomed what youre used to
So you bought two, ni**a
They coming for you, ni**a
Ni**as be hating, Im doing them b***hes
Like Susan and Karen be doing your pockets
And running the man and hes losing his f**king mind
And its all an illusion
Who was alludin all of this potent?
I am the reason your family is using and shooting up
Its my fault
You can, blame me, motherf**ker
For killing your aunties and uncles
The hustle and hunger
All I wanted was a cheeseburger
And a little chain, tucked
Didnt realize this game f**ked, up some lives
Oh, hows mine?
My conscience eats it up all the time but, other than that, Im fine
I got a little money in my pocket
[Chorus: Tyler The Creator & Frank Ocean]
Forty-eight, forty-eight, forty-eight states I get it in (Ni**a)
Forty-eight, forty-eight, forty-eight states I get it in (Ni**a)
They call me Mr. Treat Your Nose
If you really need some blow, I can get it for the low, ni**a
Forty-eight, forty-eight, forty-eight states I get it in (Ni**a)
Forty-eight, forty-eight, forty-eight states I get it in (Ni**a)
They call me Mr. Treat Your Nose
If you really need some blow, I can get it for the low, ni**a
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Ni**a, we broke as f**k
Homie got a chop shop, I stole that truck
And I sold that dope, motherf**kers hope this ni**a go broke
But like my work, I give no f**ks, Im sorry (Yeah)
She could have been a doctor, ni**a, Im sorry (Yeah, ni**a)
Could have been an actor and won that Oscar, said Im sorry
I sold that soap, and I killed black folk, Im sorry (Yeah, ni**a)
But I got a nice car, put my sister through school
While my mama all cool, Im sorry (Yeah, ni**a)
Im in too deep and I cant see the shore, Im sorry
[Outro: Nas & Tyler, The Creator]
You get addicted to the flip, we used to call it
You get addicted to the flip (Im sorry)
The, the, the, the transaction, the hustling (Im sorry)
Even more than the money, its just your job (Im sorry)
You feel like its your duty to be the man in between the man
And make this happen for that person (Im sorry)
And to do this and do that
You become the go to guy, you know, forever
Next thing you know youre in too deep
Way too deep, itll scare the s**t out of you
You wind up with so much work, that youd be scared to death
Its important for us to realize, man, we gotta get out of that, man
You know, dudes is buying choppers
Shoot down the people that look just like them
Dudes is buying guns to take down each other
Nobody wins, ya know what I mean?
Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for fair use for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. 48 (Clean) - Tyler, The Creator (feat. Nas & Frank Ocean) (updated)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/CB5GiOmyz-4/mqdefault.jpg)