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Earl Sweatshirt
Earl Sweatshirt

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Verse 1
Ab
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Eb
Soon as I catch the vibe tell 'em
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Ab
to fetch the hearse
Ab5
Shorty I'm pressin' lines
G
lifting the Lauren shirt
Ab
Ab5
G
Tell her to bless the girth if she with it
Abm
I'm in that kitchen,
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G
wrist water whippin' work (psych)
Ab
Eb
Nigga, I don't do that
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Ab
Niggas get bloop- blapped and blown
away
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G
Wessons making Mexicans
Ab
wetbacks like "Órale!"
Verse 2
G
Okay, I'm on to something
Ab
Momma should've told you it'd
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be days like this
G
It's just a tale from the crip
Ab
Eb
I'm on my séance shit,
Ab
I'm tryna make a million dollars
Ab5
Keep it hood while crossing
G
over on some A.I. shit
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G
I need a foreign baby momma to
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match a nigga model whip
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G
Ramona Park made me from scratch
Eb
A lot of lotto picks lost inside
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this game called rap
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I be the underdog Bullet hit his fore
Verse 3
G
head,
Ab
it exit out his under arm
G
Ain't nobody bigger than my hood,
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my nigga, fuck a boss
G
Baby- mama killer, you offended,
Eb
and I fuck her raw
Ab5
Stretchy doing federal time for
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busting at the law
G
And he gonna be a neighbor of mine,
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you play me for a pawn
Ab
G
Shawty, I be swimming with sharks,
your posse full of prawns
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G
Pistols rip his body apart,
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now he afraid of dark alleyways
Ab
Niggas better listen when the pastor say
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Ugh,
Verse 4
G
hold on,
Abm
Ab5
hold on, let me hear me that
G
Ab5
G
Ugh, hold on, hold on, ugh
Ugh, hold on, hold on, ugh
Eb
It's Golf on that- , bitch,
Verse 5
Ab5
Ab
it's Golf on that ball cap
Ab5
G
I guzzle the tall boy,
Ab
Jehovah ain't call back
Ab5
And y'all still debating
G
over Earl music
Abm
Troops got the group nationwide
G
moving merch units crazy
Ab
Eb
Ab5
Peanut but ter to paisley,
Ab
walking down the street
G
In the different color McGrady's, that
first grader was me
Ab
Ab5
G
Now my fist full of spliffs and the
old banker receipts
Abm
G
Bitches grip the stick and jerky like cold
Eb
shanks of the beef, dry
Verse 6
Ab5
I'm taking purses like
Ab
they chances in the evening
Pick your pants up, boy,
G
you dancing with a demon
Ab5
On my momma I been limiting my features,
G
filling swishers up with reefer
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Bitch, it's difficult to beat
G
him like a soft dick
Abm
Golf clique deep,
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and we don't hit the streets passive
Ab
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That nigga Sweaty got the gas an d
G
Shreddy K brought the matches
Ab
Pitch your body in the water like a Lipton
Verse 7
G
teabag and then
Ab
Switch to different fucking whip to let
G
them piggies speed past him
Eb
It's the rats, try and get the cheese
Abm
Ab
What it do? Rap like I'm mincing meat
G
Call me Lou, if I'm on the track,
Ab
these niggas skip to me
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G
Niggas want to fade me, bitches feel
Abm
some type of way for me
Ab5
50's in my pocket falling out like
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fucking baby teeth
Verse 8
Ab5
Vince be with the rocket,
Ab
he gone pop it when it's danger round
G
Fingertips to tapers, now,
salute us when you face us
G
Give a fuck about the moves all
Eb
Ab
these loser niggas making now

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