Earl Sweatshirt - DNA feat. Na’kel | Текст песни

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[Intro: Earl]
Intercepting a fifth of whisky and necking it 'til I'm dizzy
I never was defenseless, I never hugged the fence
I pick a side and trust in it, stomach full of drugs and shit
My niggas on some other, Cleanse Sunday, binge Monday
Then another six days, back to Sunday when it's done again (Shit)

[Verse 1: Earl]
And the pants better be creased on my corpse
If you need that, run until the street lights off
Back got bigger, got the team strapped on
And you thought it was magic but that's just the difference
Nigga, my team is magicians
We think of the shit that we want then we get it
Look I got hoes in my britches
Big Up Dill & Britches, full part coming soon
Thought you knew this my nigga
It's crackin' like french tips
Just checking and balancing
And checks and salaries, testing my friendships
Cause niggas get sour of this
Rap shit got the best of me, I threw the rest off the balcony
Shout out Da$H and RetcHy
I know yo' bitch check for me, so much for chivalry
So long to every bitch tryna get intimate
I'm in my 20's now
Feet aimed at the jaws of the running mouth
Disdain for the law since a fucking child
Spotlights on me, I ain't stopping in my tracks
We taking it all and we running out
Threw shade in the past but you want me now ho
Put your face in your palm when I come around ya
Tell momma get a gun if I get too popular
I'm just being honest with it
Tell her stop whining, it ain't no mo problems
I'm the best out of all these niggas
Watch your tone when you speaking
Ain't no home for the weak and
No rest for your ass if I know that you're sleeping
I'm here and I'm there and I'm up and I'm down
And I'm low and I'm peakin' (Yup)
It's cold in the deep end (Yup)

[Hook]
Bitch nigga, we the train
If you see 'em wave, ain't no bitch in my DNA
Bitch nigga, we the train
If you see 'em wave, ain't no bitch in my DNA

[Verse 2: Na'kel]
Hundred blunts, niggas chains
That's my day to day
Niggas tryna ride my train
Like they fucking strays
My bro left today, fuck
Hot sauce in my cup of noodles
You taught me that
I ain't seen us in years and this news right here
Almost made me have a heart attack
Your momma heart intact
We just spoke, I couldn't stomach that
I'm going to London on the first
I'm bringing you something back
A house on the hill with a big ass grill
Where we could have a boxing match
Japan, Australia, I know you be proud of that
I got a couple bitches now
I ain't gotta lie 'bout that
I know you in a better place
I can't even cry about that
When I look into the clouds
I know you look down on me
Right next to grandmammy
And the rest of the ones who wanna see me happy

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