Post* lyrics

by

Earl Sweatshirt


Ho now don't you try
Try to pull up on me
Macy be that one man army
Ya’ll can't harm me
Cause i’m that n*gga
You wish you saw in that mirror
Ispit that fire i spit that flame
I’m not concerned with these f*cking lames
Just tryna make my hits
And talk my sh*t
Most you other n*ggas should just plead the fifth
Then drink a fifth and drive down ya driveway
No seatbelt speeding down the highway
Cause most yall n*ggas ain't got sh*t to say
If ain't reall with the sh*ts then get out the way
I’m making waves get yo girl wet
If a phony n*gga try to disrespect
The. it be best to protect ya neck
If you think it’s tough talk bet

n*gga bet x2
Haha n*gga bet

Why yall laughing like some sh*ts funny
Pray for the n*ggas that run up on me
Emergency room he's a goner
Damn man whatcha gonna tell his daughter
Tell his daughter he shouldn't have been talking sh*t
Thats a life lesson girl don't throw a fit
Don't get mad just get even // do not dance with these demons
Or these snakes waiting to bite your achilles
Money over b*tches know we all about the millies
Get rich or finna die trying like I was a young fifty
Never showing mercy I ain't never had pity
Fade a f*ck n*gga any time any city
Pink fitted cap turning heads like Timmy
Need a bad blonde bad b*tch hair like Cindy
This hustle in my bones but a n*gga ain't nipsey
Finna
Turn the white house into a trap house
Black bandana sipping fanta blastin Bauhaus
Damn dom n*gga chill you ain't gotta pull the mac out
Give em a little time you that they gonna tap out
Back out back down
Hit em with the smack down
Kill the king then leave em bleedin wit a cracked crown
Should've fell back knew he didn't want axe now
Stay groovy guess a n*gga pretty far out
f*ck that
Far ahead of you n*gga
Either That or beheading of you n*ggas
Not a friend of you n*ggas
Never catch me breaking bread bread with you n*ggas
Wouldn't be caught dead with you n*ggas
Droppin dead weigh
You know the team mobbin sh*t
At the zenith you other n*ggas are at the opposite
Rap sh*t I'm rocking it ain't Nobodies else topping this
Born in the golden age of the apocalypse
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