Wool chords and lyrics - EARL SWEATSHIRT

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[Verse 1]
[C]Yeah, yeah, yeah
Soon as I catch the [G]vibe tell 'em
[C5]to fetch the [C]hearse
Shorty I'm pressin' [C5]lines
lifting [B]the Lauren shirt
Tell her [C]to bless the [C5]girth if [B]she with it
I'm in [Cm]that kitchen,
[C5]wrist wa[B]ter whippin' work (psych)
Nig[C]ga, I don't do [G]that
Niggas [C5]get b[C]loop- blapped and blown
away
[C5]Wessons making Mexic[B]ans
wetbacks [C]like "Órale!"

[Verse 2]
Okay, I'm on to [B]something
Momma should've told [C]you it'd
be days [C5]like this
[B]It's just a tale from the crip
[C]I'm on my [G]séance shit,
I'm [C]tryna make a million dollars
[C5]Keep it hood while crossing
over [B]on some A.I. shit
I need a foreign [C]baby mom[B]ma to
match a nigga model [C]whip
Ramona [C5]Park made me [B]from scratch
A lot of lotto [G]picks lost inside
this game [C5]called rap
[C]I be the underdog Bullet hit his fore

[Verse 3]
[B]
head,
it exit out his under [C]arm
Ain't nobody bigger [B]than my hood,
my nigga, fuck a [C5]boss
Baby- mama killer, [B]you offended,
and I fuck her [G]raw
Stretchy doing feder[C5]al time for
[C]busting at the law
And he gonna be a neighbor [B]of mine,
you play me for a [C5]pawn
[C]Shawty, I be swimming [B]with sharks,
your posse full of prawns
Pistols [C5]rip his body a[B]part,
now he afraid of [G]dark alleyways
Niggas [C]better listen when the pastor say
[C5]Ugh,

[Verse 4]
[B]hold on,
hold on, let me hear [Cm]me that[C5]
[B]Ugh, hold on, hold [C5]on, u[B]gh
Ugh, hold on, hold on, ugh
[G]It's Golf on that- , bitch,

[Verse 5]
[C5]
it's Golf on [C]that ball cap
[C5]I guzzle the tall boy,[B]
Jehovah ain't call [C]back
And y'all [C5]still debating
[B]over Earl music
Troops [Cm]got the group nationwide
[B]moving merch units crazy
[C]Peanut but[G]ter to paisley[C5],
walk[C]ing down the street
In the different color [B]McGrady's, that
first grader was me
[C]Now my fist [C5]full of [B]spliffs and the
old banker receipts
[Cm]Bitches grip the stick and jerky [B]like cold
shanks of the beef, [G]dry

[Verse 6]
I'm taking purses [C5]like
they chances [C]in the evening
Pick your pants up, boy,
you dancing [B]with a demon
On my momma I been limit[C5]ing my features,
[B]filling swishers up with reefer
[C5]Bitch, it's difficult to beat
him [B]like a soft dick
Golf [Cm]clique deep,
and we don't hit the street[C5]s passive
That [C]nigga Sweaty got the gas [C5]an d
Shreddy K [B]brought the matches
Pitch [C]your body in the water like a Lipton

[Verse 7]
[B]
teabag and then
Switch to different [C]fucking whip to let
them piggies [B]speed past him
It's the rats, try and get [G]the cheese
[Cm]What it do? [C]Rap like I'm mincing meat
Call me Lou, [B]if I'm on the track,
these niggas skip [C]to me
Niggas [C5]want to fade [B]me, bitches feel
some type of way for [Cm]me
50's in my pocket [C5]falling out like
fucking baby [Cm]teeth

[Verse 8]
Vince be with the [C5]rocket,
he gone pop it [C]when it's danger round
Fingertips to tapers, [B]now,
salute us when you face us
Give a fuck about the moves [B]all
these loser niggas making [G]now[C]