WUSYANAME - Tyler, The Creator, YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Ty Dolla $ign

In California, you spend most of your life in cars

Movin', travelin', searching for somewhere to land

I don’t mind tip-toeing across the globe for thrills

And flyin' to Vienna to see a show at the Kunst museum

Or headin' south to race dolphins on jetskis

But this time I ended up in ****

Lookin' for this brioche my boy told me about

(What's your name, what’s your name, what’s your name, your name)

That’s when I met «She»

Something real

Baby

Hold on now, we don’t do that back

Haha, my pick up line and shit

I got your bitch movin'

Call me when you get lost

Aw, you look malnourished (My way)

Let’s get some bread, fry the egg yolk and drown it in syrup (Drown it in syrup)

You pick a spot, I pick a tail number and we can be tourists

Let’s go to Cannes and watch a couple indie movies that you never heard of

(Baby)

Listen to bands, groove and we dance

Disco in France, smell some perfume, head in the wind (Head in the wind)

We can switch off

I can show you how you can really exfoliate skin

If you got a man, you should cut him off

Get your passport 'cause we runnin' off (Run off)

We can sit and talk

You can tell me everything that’s on your chest, baby, get it off

You are my type, you a bright light

I’m like a moth, this is not a game (This is not a game)

But before we start (Before I say)

What’s your name, girlfriend, what’s your name?

(Check it out)

(Oh, what’s your name?)

What’s your name, girlfriend, what’s your name?

(Tell me)

What’s your name, girlfriend, what’s your name?

(Check it out)

(Oh, what’s your name?)

What’s your name, girlfriend, what’s your name?

(Oh, girl)

Yeah