Lyrics Earl Sweatshirt

Earl Sweatshirt

Dat Ass

Juicebox, tank top, tube socks, do stop

Forehead shiny like a new Glock

Two shots fired at the Excursion we were swervin in

All purpose verses with a passion for servin kids

Empty out your purses on a immature crime spree

Eyein up the nurses with some gloves that read "I squeeze"

Who the fuck said to speak Mr. Me-is-Siamese?

Even Christ said "Christ, he flows quite nicely"

Hypebeast highly likely to bite me

And try to high-five me, but I just give em high threes

Cause y'all don't get two, touch me, I'm the shit

Sue me if you got a issue, grab a tissue

Mediocrity is odd to me

Ass as far as the eyes can see

Who da best? They holler me

Nombre holy shit

I don't spit crack, I spit cocaine crisp

I ain't fucking with it if there's no payment

Cause everyone know paid dues don't pay rent

I'm dope like the coke that I'm laced with

Dreams what I'm chasin, flow hot it's chafin

This is why I'm hot, no, that is why I'm blazin

Dilla jacked Nick, I'm shinin like the diamonds that I'm draped in

But I don't wear jewelry, it's HUF over Louis V

Excuse the endurance, miss, this critic thing is new to me