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psyche [v2] - earl sweatshirt lyrics lyrics

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[intro]
trippy hippy (hippy)
i don’t know, dawgs (nah)
da$h and vyron (i’m stupid, bro)
that’s my homeboys (homeboys)
you’s a trippy hippy (uh, huh)
i don’t know, dawg (no, dawgs)
do my b+tch dirty (oh yeah)
like a loan shark (okay)
uh

[verse 1: (backing track only)]
no, no, no
pause
wait
you could catch me on a+
n+gga, get your blouse stitched
how’s this for starters? (lit)

[hook]
lit ’til the law get ’em
call the pallbearers in
watch ’em fall to the beat (get ’em all at attention)
i ain’t honorin’ sh+t
but my mom in some colds and the obvious sh+t
and my dawgs in the beats and we cloggin’ your row
of your block or your street and your blog and your feed
i bet you wish you could hit the reef, b+tch
[verse 2: (backing track only)]
i am the shooter reloaded
with one motive
music is coca, know that i roast it and flip it
it’s nothing
hoes accustomed to+ in they throat
i bust on the tip of they noses (y’all need a napkin or something?)
ha+hah
ha+ha+hah
cause it’s funny
rap with laxative tummy, sh+t
and i n+ woo!
and that cash in abundance
yup
hit me for cold and passionate loving
i’m cuff+ b+tch
b+tch
b+tch i am actually dusty, ha+hah
them b+st+rds pack them pacquiao punches
pressed on your back for your bluffing
let’s take it back to the ruckus, uh
(lit)

[hook]
lit ’til the law get ’em
call the pallbearers in
watch ’em fall to the beat (get ’em all at attention)
i ain’t honorin’ sh+t
but my mom in some colds and the obvious sh+t
and my dawgs in the beats and we cloggin’ your row
of your block or your street and your blog and your feed
i bet you wish you could hit the reef, b+tch



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