Foot and hand on the gates
We was jumpin' em, f*ck, I'm like quicksand in my ways
Was always stuck in 'em, stuck it in and an ambulance came
The first time I change fast through Los Angeles waves
And my bitch say the spliff take the soul from me
And the clique tight-knit, it's like the 'lo rugby
Beat the f*ckin beat up like it stole from me
You can talk to Clancy you need a feature, or quote from me
Bitch, I'm off Delancy, I reek of reefer and show money
It's Early running with niggas, who cold running shit
The wins like lotion, he get it he go rub 'em in
Critics pretend to get it and bitches just don't f*ck with him
I spent the day drinking and missing my grandmother
Just grab a glass and pour up some cold white wine in it
And a Colt 45 in it, you know how I get it
I'm toastin' myself and a toast to all my niggas
And there ain't no time limit, I'm toasted as hell
And I gotta jot it quick cause I can't focus so well
And now, a formal introduction
Earl Sweatshirt - Huey Lyrics
Earl Sweatshirt - Huey Lyrics
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Foot and hand on the gates
We was jumpin' em, f*ck, I'm like quicksand in my ways
Was always stuck in 'em, stuck it in and an ambulance came
The first time I change fast through Los Angeles waves
And my bitch say the spliff take the soul from me
And the clique tight-knit, it's like the 'lo rugby
Beat the f*ckin beat up like it stole from me
You can talk to Clancy you need a feature, or quote from me
Bitch, I'm off Delancy, I reek of reefer and show money
It's Early running with niggas, who cold running shit
The wins like lotion, he get it he go rub 'em in
Critics pretend to get it and bitches just don't f*ck with him
I spent the day drinking and missing my grandmother
Just grab a glass and pour up some cold white wine in it
And a Colt 45 in it, you know how I get it
I'm toastin' myself and a toast to all my niggas
And there ain't no time limit, I'm toasted as hell
And I gotta jot it quick cause I can't focus so well
And now, a formal introduction
We was jumpin' em, f*ck, I'm like quicksand in my ways
Was always stuck in 'em, stuck it in and an ambulance came
The first time I change fast through Los Angeles waves
And my bitch say the spliff take the soul from me
And the clique tight-knit, it's like the 'lo rugby
Beat the f*ckin beat up like it stole from me
You can talk to Clancy you need a feature, or quote from me
Bitch, I'm off Delancy, I reek of reefer and show money
It's Early running with niggas, who cold running shit
The wins like lotion, he get it he go rub 'em in
Critics pretend to get it and bitches just don't f*ck with him
I spent the day drinking and missing my grandmother
Just grab a glass and pour up some cold white wine in it
And a Colt 45 in it, you know how I get it
I'm toastin' myself and a toast to all my niggas
And there ain't no time limit, I'm toasted as hell
And I gotta jot it quick cause I can't focus so well
And now, a formal introduction
Writer: Thebe Neruda Kgositsile
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Performed By: Earl Sweatshirt
From Album: I Don't Like Shit, I Don't Go Outside
Written by: Thebe Neruda Kgositsile