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[Intro: Tyler, the Creator] "Nah, no, nah, nah, fuck that. Niggas think cause you fucking made 'Chum' and got all personal that niggas won't go back to that old fucking 2010 shit about talking 'bout fucking everything-all. No, fuck that, nigga, I got

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[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt] I know it don't seem difficult to hit you up But you not passionate about half the shit that you into, and I ain't havin' it And we both know that I don't mean to offend you, I'm just focused today And I don't know why it's

[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt] Promise Heron I'll put my fist up, after I'll get my dick sucked Quick buck, maybe a gold chain With that fucking flow that s-s-so belittles men They tentatively tend to turn and go when I am finished Stone cold, hardly fuc

[Hook] Something sinister to it, pendulum swinging slow A degenerate moving through the city with criminals, stealth Welcome to enemy turf, harder than immigrants work "Golf" is stitched into my shirt Get up off the pavement, brush the dirt up o

[Intro: SK Laflare] It's money (x5) All day (x2) [Verse 1: SK Laflare] Baby girl, what you want to do? Hop in this 'Cedes, girl She like where we going to A new life, new world Pop that molly, we hard-body Glocks hot as Kemosabe He said that he wante