Chordaroy (feat. Earl Sweatshirt)

We come through mopping, like janitors

Smoking kush nuggets the size of fucking tarantulas

Blow got me amped as fuck, ho niggas backing up

And that nigga short tell that nigga jasper swag me up

Swag me up, swag is us, who can tell me how the fuck

Our number one fans is faggots that used to laugh at us

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

"um, y'all dope, wolf gang just the damper dust"

Yeah the dapper dogs take your head chop it off

No father, fuck being proper bitch, we're popping off

And to top it off i'm dropping monster monologues

As hot enough to piss your local arson off

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Switch swag on you little dick fags

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

She call me crazy, they call me crazy

They call me shady but it's a chordaroy life

I'm living baby, i'm living baby

I'm living baby, it's a chordaroy life

And you call me shady, call me crazy

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living phase me

People love hodgy i hate you though

I don't precipitate bitch, i h2o

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

I like girls but i don't fuck with tramps

I'm elephant tusking and they succulents

I'm shaving off my boot hairs deciduosly

Break jaws mr. vigora, rigorously

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

I brandish and i flash tools and i have fools stepping

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

When i say "wolf gang", you say "fuck that"

Room full of wolves, inhalers and used blunt wraps

Fingers in the middle of bitches bodacious buttcracks

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

This is fuck music here, let a couple sluts use it

Show their boobs, and i'll hop out the booth when i'm done pooping

Grab a couple gats, stuff 'em in the backpack

Then take them to school for show and tell day screaming "fuck students"

Backing up a bunch of fatherless kids and a pack of dust

Could fucking splat and show you the fucking iraq in us

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Killing these niggas off quick

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch