I. The Worst Guys - Childish Gambino

All she needed was some… 1: Childish At a Clippers game on the courtside

Watch a nigga shoot like a four-five

They mad at me too, I got more fire

When these bitches see you «Go home, Roger» (Go home, Roger)

Tia and Tamara in my bed, I’m a smart guy

I ain’t fucking with you niggas like apartheid

Hits on my list, check my archive

I’m something so immaculate, insteadof asking what’s happening

Rather blast a Jackson 5 in the back of an Acura

Acting blacker than a Bernie Mac, two Charlie Murphys and Akon

The girls that you brought man, where are they from?

Where are they from?

We were playing Playstation

Why you standing there, say some, girl, say some

No, this ain’t a vacation, this is my house, my house

All she need was some…

Bought a new back?

Ak Nigga

Wanna take shot?

Ak Nigga

Aunt Jemima try to Andre Benjamin me

I’m sorry Ms.

Jackson, but your daughter do dicks

Wouldn’t be my old bitch if you taughther new tricks

But she do do the one thing, with hertongue ring

When she bust like a gun range

I had a couple pics, record her out her panties

But, that’s just chump change

She the type of bitch that loves to say she’s mixed

But when she say the roster she always say «Black last»

You know what it is and you know who it is

I love you with your black ass

Privileged thing

Everything that you did make everything

You, my mans did everything

All you needed was someBought a new bath, 8K, nigga

Wanna take shots?

AK, nigga

When I ball, I’m-a ball King James, nigga

Uncle Ben in my hand, make change, nigga

And I’m out of this world like Tang, nigga

That’s a space bar, man, I hate y’all

You only come around when you wantto play pool in my hot tub

Ice cream paint job in the garage

I had a ménage, and murdered the vag'

But, afterwards, it was awkward as fuck

Cause I’m nervous as fuck and could not get it up

I-I-I-I-I need a minute, cold water to the face

I-I-I couldn’t finish, got the Uber from her place

On my porch smoking vapor, hit with the Sunday paper

Listening to the neighbors… Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God

Our neighbors, all alone, no no no