Earl Sweatshirt Sway In The Morning Freestyle

[Verse: Earl Sweatshirt] It's the blackest piece of trash they seen in a RV park Holla at your guala if ever you feel your weed sparse, nigga Salty tee off with us just know that T brought villains My nigga we all itchin' to see you dropped I don't wanna chop it up never fronted like I'm the nicest Fame faze him not the slightest, aim stainless at your iris Take paper out your pocket, as sure as Toyo tires round That fucking little schisty clown is back in full effect Little teeny tiny Sweat, he biting bitches by the neck Got my fucking dick as long as lists of shit I should regret A little bit depressed that's why the winter fit him best I guess a little biased to the cold, mix the Ritalin and sess Because I like the highs and lows and I also like the checks That I'm siphoning from shows, and triple six the set The set run it back, tight as Corey Duffel pants Doing niggas dirty as the motherfucking plunger cap My main and my ex screaming like it's a habit Move immune in between 'em because I'm diplomatic Catch me in your city passive, cleaning up my shitty act Bitches say them gritty raps be making up for shit he lacking And them kitty kats that got him missing Jerry's Thomas Burpin' words that's hotter than the pocket where he carry chronic Very awesome so spare the comments, I'm bi-coastal Paid and chugging forties you niggas can keep your wine toasted