Mantra-Earl Sweatshirt
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TXT Mantra-Earl Sweatshirt 文本歌词
Mantra - Earl Sweatshirt
Get your lady
Cop, piff, inhale and cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
I'mma show you how it's done right, ni**a
Drop this when the sunlight gone
Better run right home when the sky turn black
Screaming "f**k five-0" 'til my line go flat
In that ash-gray beamer we'll be callin that the pigeon coupe
Jack knife b**ches to the couches in they living rooms
Ask who the best and I doubt that they picking you
Back like how I need to style, I invented you, yup
Act like you don't know the name
Only time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky
Listening to "Pre", getting dome while I lane switch
B**ches by the three licking coke off the pinky of a
Poster child, you're supposed to hate me
Bold and wild, you broke and angry, my ni**a
Name getting bigger than the difference between us
Niggas is fake, I limit the features I give 'em
Sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
You know you famous when the niggas that surround you switch
And if they hate in a passive tense
And now they hounding dick
And you ain't ask for this
Now you surrounded with a gaggle of 100 f**king thousand kids
Who you can't get mad at, when they want a pound a pic
'Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick
And they the reason that the paper in your trouser's thick
I said sweat (sweat), shirt (shirt)
You can tell the Reaper I'mma meet 'em when he send for me
With a cleaver and a .30, and some twisted w**d
I pick one, and let the crimson leak, ni**a
Get your lady
Cop, piff, inhale and cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
You used to say you like violins and your lifestyle depend on me
And I know it's night time when you get lonely
And tell all your little friends how that b**ch stole me
And despite all of the facts that you phony
You gon' tell them about the night that you exposed me
For the bastard I was
And how I probably smashed every b**ch that I passed in the club
And the last couple months was the worst
'Cause I smashed all the trust
That I earned in the past couple months
That we had as a couple
My absence of f**ks
Was a problem that we ain't ever really get to solve
We just smashed and we scuffled
Tryna keep it calm but I snap at you
Now you're taking all your property back and it's obvious that
That apart from the fact that we f**k and it's bomb
And I hate when you home
And when I'm gone I don't call 'cause you nag
Man, I brought you some sh*t
And I bought you some sh*t
What you offering here?
What the f**k you offering here?
