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