Earl Sweatshirt - Mantra lyrics

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, n***a Drop this when the sunlight gone Better run right home when the sky turn black Screaming "f** five-0" 'til my line go flat In that ash-gray beamer we'll be callin that the pigeon coupe Jack knife b**hes 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**hes 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 n***a Name getting bigger than the difference between us n***as is fake, I limit the features I give 'em Sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt) You know you famous when the n***as that surround you switch And if they hate in a pa**ive tense And now they hounding dick And you ain't ask for this Now you surrounded with a gaggle of 100 f**ing 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 weed I pick one, and let the crimson leak, n***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**h stole me And despite all of the facts that you phony You gon' tell them about the night that you exposed me For the ba*tard I was And how I probably smashed every b**h that I pa**ed 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**s 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** 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** And I bought you some sh** What you offering here? What the f** you offering here?