Yeah, uh, uh, uh
Allen with the picked 'fro, answering the outlet
Alley-ooping all the shit home
Powered up, out for the assist
Don't panic when it get cold, we go at it, hoe
How you want them ribs smoked, family? Uh
Ten toes, know you on your shit already
Big stone, granite in your fist, ball
Standing on the strip
Don't panic when the pig come
Scramble, get the big tall fetti, and then get home
Tally up the wins though
Don't think he said he pro-violence
But it's gon' be your problem if he did though
I lived out the way, ay
Palace where the Crips stay
Silent when the pigs came browsing in his shit
Bang like two mallets, too callous for your bitch taste
'Member when they had my grandmammy on a drip drink
How much of that gin straight? Could have filled a fish tank
My doggy hit my cell, say he got me off the strength
Ask him, "That's just how it is?" say
"You die and then you live, huh?"
Your heart and then your limbs break
Just catch me when I slip, bro
What's popping like a hip bone
I told you
These niggas passing, like the Citgo we passing
Niggas know we keep the gas inside the spliff roll
The wind get the ashes in the end bro
We been took your pass and your credentials, uh
Bad apple, daily clashing with my kinfolk
Bad acid did damage to my mental
Shorty right, it took some passages to get grown
They been called me savage from the get go
Uh
Earl Sweatshirt - December 24 Lyrics
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Yeah, uh, uh, uh
Allen with the picked 'fro, answering the outlet
Alley-ooping all the shit home
Powered up, out for the assist
Don't panic when it get cold, we go at it, hoe
How you want them ribs smoked, family? Uh
Ten toes, know you on your shit already
Big stone, granite in your fist, ball
Standing on the strip
Don't panic when the pig come
Scramble, get the big tall fetti, and then get home
Tally up the wins though
Don't think he said he pro-violence
But it's gon' be your problem if he did though
I lived out the way, ay
Palace where the Crips stay
Silent when the pigs came browsing in his shit
Bang like two mallets, too callous for your bitch taste
'Member when they had my grandmammy on a drip drink
How much of that gin straight? Could have filled a fish tank
My doggy hit my cell, say he got me off the strength
Ask him, "That's just how it is?" say
"You die and then you live, huh?"
Your heart and then your limbs break
Just catch me when I slip, bro
What's popping like a hip bone
I told you
These niggas passing, like the Citgo we passing
Niggas know we keep the gas inside the spliff roll
The wind get the ashes in the end bro
We been took your pass and your credentials, uh
Bad apple, daily clashing with my kinfolk
Bad acid did damage to my mental
Shorty right, it took some passages to get grown
They been called me savage from the get go
Uh
Allen with the picked 'fro, answering the outlet
Alley-ooping all the shit home
Powered up, out for the assist
Don't panic when it get cold, we go at it, hoe
How you want them ribs smoked, family? Uh
Ten toes, know you on your shit already
Big stone, granite in your fist, ball
Standing on the strip
Don't panic when the pig come
Scramble, get the big tall fetti, and then get home
Tally up the wins though
Don't think he said he pro-violence
But it's gon' be your problem if he did though
I lived out the way, ay
Palace where the Crips stay
Silent when the pigs came browsing in his shit
Bang like two mallets, too callous for your bitch taste
'Member when they had my grandmammy on a drip drink
How much of that gin straight? Could have filled a fish tank
My doggy hit my cell, say he got me off the strength
Ask him, "That's just how it is?" say
"You die and then you live, huh?"
Your heart and then your limbs break
Just catch me when I slip, bro
What's popping like a hip bone
I told you
These niggas passing, like the Citgo we passing
Niggas know we keep the gas inside the spliff roll
The wind get the ashes in the end bro
We been took your pass and your credentials, uh
Bad apple, daily clashing with my kinfolk
Bad acid did damage to my mental
Shorty right, it took some passages to get grown
They been called me savage from the get go
Uh
Writer: Bryan Braceful, Thebe Kgositsile
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC