Chords for Earl Sweatshirt featuring Vince Staples & Casey Veggies - Hive

_ Promise her, Ron, I'll put my fist up after I [F] get my dick sucked quick, but maybe it go
tame With that fuckin' flow, the sisters so belittles
men They tentatively tend to turn and go when
I am finished on cold Hardly fuckin' with these niggas, nigga, listen
The description doesn't fit if not a synonym of menace
Then forget it, in [Gb] turn, these critics [G] and interns
Admit it, this shit's fitted, just burn like six furnaces
Rid it of fics, learnin' digits and simultaneously dispelling one trick
Pony Miss, isn't he?
[Gb] One [N] adolescent fuckin' six, nigga, energy and crawlin' down
Acts like a rich nigga centipede Crack a ramekin', slap a hand outta [C] cash
account Stampin', [Gb] shoutin', thrashin', these [C] niggas
done let the [Fm] crackin' out Crack-a-lackin' like snap crackle poppin'
your ammo off Hide your face and throw your flannels off
Sweat shirt, [Ab] nigga
87, rooftop, [G] Bronson, [Fm] whippin' hoop, these [Ab] tri-boots raw, chronic
[F] Brutus [Fm] in that booth, [Ab] double scoop, hock, vomit up, sub, rockin' thug, knockin' niggas
teak loose [Fm] Bruh, I don't fuck with no [Ab] cop
Rollin' [Fm] with that flow, swat Catch me [Ab] over stove top
Rappin' to that coke [F] rock, [Ab] passionless and old jock
Clothin' with them Doge, wide open, [F] dim the flow, lights focused
[C] Like it's nothin' cause it's [Ab] nothin', bitch
From a city that's recession hit Stressed niggas can flex metal with pedal
to rake pennies in Desolate testaments tryna stay jecklish
But [F] most niggas hide and rendered to stay pregnant
[Gb] Breaking news, that's less [F] important When the Lakers lose [Gb] it's lead in that baby
food [F] Heads tryna make it through
Fish-netted legs with them eyes that she catered to
Ride dirty with the fuckin' sky that you prayin' to
Here I sit, eye in the pyramid God spittin' like it's true
Serum in that beer and then, whew, disappear again
Reappear bearded on [Db] top of a Lear
Steering it into the [N] kids ear again Provider of the backdrop
Music for the crack rock user and the mascot Earl
Rawer than a skinny cap on a black top Salivary glands
Lighter fluid for the matchbox striking
Wait, who the fuck you at it in?
Boy oh [G] boy, I'm bad as [F] burnt
Poyo off the grill and shit Spitter of the little nick
Nimble Rick rolling [Ab] bitch niggas pick Little piff blower plus I peel and shit
87 rooftop, [Fm] roncing, whipping, hoop [Ab] These tri-boots raw chronic
Grudus in that booth, double scoop, hawk Vomit up, [E] sub, rocking, thug knocking
Niggas teeth [Ab] loose, bruh, I don't fuck with no cops
Rolling with that flow swat Catch me over stove top
Rap into that coke rock [F] Passionless and [Ab] old jock
Clothing with them doors wide [E] Open them to flow, lights focused
Like it's nothing cause it's nothing bitch
What with all that tough talk?
[Ab] Bro, we know you niggas ain't about shit
Come around, we gun them down Bodies piled, [Ab] Auschwitz
Bulletproof outfits Weapons concealed, I'm ready to kill
So tested, all my weapons is real Selling thieves, couldn't tell em what the
recipe [F] is Got em wishing that they never gave these
weapons to kids Cheers, send chills up
Spines of fat bitches at the shows Throwing out sandwiches
Niggas get it how they live [Gb] And I live for money
Other words, I'm getting money Little boy told me when it's time to [F] ride
The center for me Ain't nobody scaring me
Niggas ain't prepared for heat Tools hit like [Ab] pool sticks
The way I shoot shit If this was 88 I [G] would've signed a [Ab] roof list
Nine-four, would've had them walking down death row
First is when the best go Haters what the rest do
Voice inside my head told me wet em if they [N] test you
So it's raging water season They yamper big as Larry Johnson
Leave your mama seedless Everybody hard until it's only God they seeing
Kitten soft but in they songs be trapping hard as Jeezy
I don't believe it but to each his own I ain't tripping long as I can reach the chrome
Heat your home [Gb] like Southern [F] California gas Police pass, tell them free
Smalls off, palm with the heat drawn Strapped up [Ab] long as the chief of police
Armed, raised where the beast are North of [G] the beach, a [Ab] couple streets past
Baby J, bony niggas spraying K's Ruger with the pork face
Jewish for the court case Here to save you niggas from the sorbet Cold chain
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