untitled (atlanta & la laiterie) - earl sweatshirt lyrics
[intro]
get your lady cop
piff, inhale & cough
rip the label off this
picked the road that got twists
i’m holdin’ my d-ck & playin’ cautious
[verse 1]
i’ma show you how it’s done right n-gga
drop this when the sunlight gone
better run right home when the sky turn black
screaming f-ck five-o til’ my line go flat
& that ash gray bimmer
people will be calling at the pigeon coop
jack knife b-tches to they couches in they living room
ask who the best & i doubt that they picking you
back like caillou & the style, i invented you
act like you don’t know the name
only time i ain’t mute
when the choke just stanky
listening to pre getting dome while i lane switch
b-tches by the three l!cking c0ke off the pavement
poster child you ‘posed to hate me
bold & wild you broke & angry my n-gga’
name gettin’ bigger than the n-gga’ from [?]
n-ggas is fake i limit the features i give em’
sweat (sweat!) shirt (shirt!)
you know you famous when the n-ggas that surround you switch
and if they hatin’ then they’ll p-ss the t-tts
now they houndin’ d-ck & you ain’t ask for this
now you surrounded with a gaggle of a hundred f-cking thousand kids
who you can’t be mad when they want a pound or pic
cause they the reason that the paper in your trousers thick
and they the reason that the paper in your trousers thick
i said, sweat (sweat!) shirt (shirt!)
you can tell the reaper i’ma meet him when he send for me
with a cleaver and a thirty & some twisted weed
i’m thick blooded, let the crimson leak n-gga’
[verse 2]
you used to say you liked violins
and your lifestyle depends on me
and i know it’s night time when you get lonely
and tell all your little friends how that b-tch stole me
and despite all of the facts that you got phony
you gon’ tell em’ bout’ the night that you exposed me
for the b-st-rd i was & how i probably smashed every b-tch
that i p-ssed in the club in the last couple months
was it worse cause i smashed all the trust
that i earned in the past couple months
that we had as a couple
my absence of fuss was a problem
that we ain’t never really get to solve
we just smashed then we scuffled
try and keep it calm but i snap at you
now you taking all your property back
and it’s obvious that apart from the fact
that we f-ck and it’s bomb, man i hate when you home, man, i hate when you home
and when i’m gone i don’t call cause you nag
man i’m going through the sh-t & i bought you some sh-t
what you offering here?
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