Wool Lyrics
| Song | Wool |
| Artist | Earl Sweatshirt |
| Artist | Vince Staples |
| Album | I Don't Like Shit, I Don't Go Outside |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| [00:01.33] | |
| [00:01.69] | Soon as I catch the vibe tell 'em to fetch the hearse |
| [00:04.44] | Shorty I’m pressin' lines lifting the Lauren shirt |
| [00:07.54] | Tell her to bless the girth if she with it |
| [00:10.05] | I’m in that kitchen, wrist water whippin' |
| [00:13.29] | (psych) Work nigga, I don’t do that |
| [00:15.33] | Niggas get bloop-blapped and blown away |
| [00:17.44] | Wessons making Mexicans wetbacks like órale |
| [00:20.55] | Okay, I’m on to something |
| [00:22.46] | Momma should've told you it’d be days like this |
| [00:24.68] | It’s just a tale from the crip |
| [00:26.35] | I’m on my séance shit, I’m tryna' make a million dollars |
| [00:29.44] | Keep it hood while crossing over on some A.I. shit |
| [00:32.44] | I need a foreign baby momma to match a nigga model whip |
| [00:36.04] | Ramona Park made me from scratch |
| [00:37.95] | A lot of lotto picks lost inside this game called rap |
| [00:40.90] | I be the underdog |
| [00:42.31] | Bullet hit his forehead, it exit out his under arm |
| [00:45.19] | Ain’t nobody bigger than my hood, my nigga, f**k a boss |
| [00:48.43] | Baby momma killer, you offended and I f**k her raw |
| [00:51.35] | Stretchy doin' federal time for bustin' at the law |
| [00:54.54] | And he gonna be a neighbor of mine, you play me for a pawn |
| [00:57.67] | Shorty I be swimmin' with sharks, your posse full of prawns |
| [01:00.78] | Pistols rip his body apart, now he afraid of dark alleyways |
| [01:03.84] | Niggas better listen when the pastor say |
| [01:06.92] | |
| [01:15.91] | It's Golf on that—b*tch, it's Golf on that ball cap |
| [01:19.33] | I guzzle the tall boy, Jehovah ain’t call back |
| [01:22.41] | And ya’ll still debating over Earl music |
| [01:24.81] | Troops got the group nationwide moving merch units crazy |
| [01:28.47] | Peanut butter to paisley, walking down the street |
| [01:31.63] | In the different color McGrady's, that first grader was me |
| [01:34.53] | Now my fist full of spliffs and the old banker receipts |
| [01:37.67] | B*tches grip the stick and jerky like cold shanks of the beef, dry |
| [01:41.14] | I’m taking purses like they chances in the evening |
| [01:43.94] | Pick your pants up, boy, you dancing with a demon |
| [01:46.94] | On my momma I been limiting my features, filling swishers up with reefer |
| [01:50.28] | B*tch, it's difficult to beat him like a soft dick |
| [01:52.61] | Golf clique deep and we don't hit the streets passive |
| [01:55.59] | That nigga Sweaty got the gas and Shreddy k brought the matches |
| [01:58.90] | Put your body down in water like a Lipton tea bag and then |
| [02:01.83] | Switch to different f**king whip to let them piggies speed past 'em |
| [02:04.81] | It's the rats, try and get the cheese What it do? Rap like I'm mincing meat |
| [02:08.94] | Call me Lou, if I'm on the track, these niggas skip to me |
| [02:12.02] | Niggas want to fade me, b*tches feel some type of way for me |
| [02:14.94] | 50's in my pocket falling out like f**king baby teeth |
| [02:18.21] | Vince be with the rocket, he gone pop it when it’s danger round |
| [02:21.27] | Fingertips to tapers, now, salute us when you face us |
| [02:24.35] | Give a f**k about the moves all these loser niggas making now |
| [00:00.00] | Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| [00:01.33] | |
| [00:01.69] | Soon as I catch the vibe tell ' em to fetch the hearse |
| [00:04.44] | Shorty I' m pressin' lines lifting the Lauren shirt |
| [00:07.54] | Tell her to bless the girth if she with it |
| [00:10.05] | I' m in that kitchen, wrist water whippin' |
| [00:13.29] | psych Work nigga, I don' t do that |
| [00:15.33] | Niggas get bloopblapped and blown away |
| [00:17.44] | Wessons making Mexicans wetbacks like o rale |
| [00:20.55] | Okay, I' m on to something |
| [00:22.46] | Momma should' ve told you it' d be days like this |
| [00:24.68] | It' s just a tale from the crip |
| [00:26.35] | I' m on my se ance shit, I' m tryna' make a million dollars |
| [00:29.44] | Keep it hood while crossing over on some A. I. shit |
| [00:32.44] | I need a foreign baby momma to match a nigga model whip |
| [00:36.04] | Ramona Park made me from scratch |
| [00:37.95] | A lot of lotto picks lost inside this game called rap |
| [00:40.90] | I be the underdog |
| [00:42.31] | Bullet hit his forehead, it exit out his under arm |
| [00:45.19] | Ain' t nobody bigger than my hood, my nigga, f k a boss |
| [00:48.43] | Baby momma killer, you offended and I f k her raw |
| [00:51.35] | Stretchy doin' federal time for bustin' at the law |
| [00:54.54] | And he gonna be a neighbor of mine, you play me for a pawn |
| [00:57.67] | Shorty I be swimmin' with sharks, your posse full of prawns |
| [01:00.78] | Pistols rip his body apart, now he afraid of dark alleyways |
| [01:03.84] | Niggas better listen when the pastor say |
| [01:06.92] | |
| [01:15.91] | It' s Golf on that b tch, it' s Golf on that ball cap |
| [01:19.33] | I guzzle the tall boy, Jehovah ain' t call back |
| [01:22.41] | And ya' ll still debating over Earl music |
| [01:24.81] | Troops got the group nationwide moving merch units crazy |
| [01:28.47] | Peanut butter to paisley, walking down the street |
| [01:31.63] | In the different color McGrady' s, that first grader was me |
| [01:34.53] | Now my fist full of spliffs and the old banker receipts |
| [01:37.67] | B tches grip the stick and jerky like cold shanks of the beef, dry |
| [01:41.14] | I' m taking purses like they chances in the evening |
| [01:43.94] | Pick your pants up, boy, you dancing with a demon |
| [01:46.94] | On my momma I been limiting my features, filling swishers up with reefer |
| [01:50.28] | B tch, it' s difficult to beat him like a soft dick |
| [01:52.61] | Golf clique deep and we don' t hit the streets passive |
| [01:55.59] | That nigga Sweaty got the gas and Shreddy k brought the matches |
| [01:58.90] | Put your body down in water like a Lipton tea bag and then |
| [02:01.83] | Switch to different f king whip to let them piggies speed past ' em |
| [02:04.81] | It' s the rats, try and get the cheese What it do? Rap like I' m mincing meat |
| [02:08.94] | Call me Lou, if I' m on the track, these niggas skip to me |
| [02:12.02] | Niggas want to fade me, b tches feel some type of way for me |
| [02:14.94] | 50' s in my pocket falling out like f king baby teeth |
| [02:18.21] | Vince be with the rocket, he gone pop it when it' s danger round |
| [02:21.27] | Fingertips to tapers, now, salute us when you face us |
| [02:24.35] | Give a f k about the moves all these loser niggas making now |
| [00:00.00] | Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| [00:01.33] | |
| [00:01.69] | Soon as I catch the vibe tell ' em to fetch the hearse |
| [00:04.44] | Shorty I' m pressin' lines lifting the Lauren shirt |
| [00:07.54] | Tell her to bless the girth if she with it |
| [00:10.05] | I' m in that kitchen, wrist water whippin' |
| [00:13.29] | psych Work nigga, I don' t do that |
| [00:15.33] | Niggas get bloopblapped and blown away |
| [00:17.44] | Wessons making Mexicans wetbacks like ó rale |
| [00:20.55] | Okay, I' m on to something |
| [00:22.46] | Momma should' ve told you it' d be days like this |
| [00:24.68] | It' s just a tale from the crip |
| [00:26.35] | I' m on my sé ance shit, I' m tryna' make a million dollars |
| [00:29.44] | Keep it hood while crossing over on some A. I. shit |
| [00:32.44] | I need a foreign baby momma to match a nigga model whip |
| [00:36.04] | Ramona Park made me from scratch |
| [00:37.95] | A lot of lotto picks lost inside this game called rap |
| [00:40.90] | I be the underdog |
| [00:42.31] | Bullet hit his forehead, it exit out his under arm |
| [00:45.19] | Ain' t nobody bigger than my hood, my nigga, f k a boss |
| [00:48.43] | Baby momma killer, you offended and I f k her raw |
| [00:51.35] | Stretchy doin' federal time for bustin' at the law |
| [00:54.54] | And he gonna be a neighbor of mine, you play me for a pawn |
| [00:57.67] | Shorty I be swimmin' with sharks, your posse full of prawns |
| [01:00.78] | Pistols rip his body apart, now he afraid of dark alleyways |
| [01:03.84] | Niggas better listen when the pastor say |
| [01:06.92] | |
| [01:15.91] | It' s Golf on that b tch, it' s Golf on that ball cap |
| [01:19.33] | I guzzle the tall boy, Jehovah ain' t call back |
| [01:22.41] | And ya' ll still debating over Earl music |
| [01:24.81] | Troops got the group nationwide moving merch units crazy |
| [01:28.47] | Peanut butter to paisley, walking down the street |
| [01:31.63] | In the different color McGrady' s, that first grader was me |
| [01:34.53] | Now my fist full of spliffs and the old banker receipts |
| [01:37.67] | B tches grip the stick and jerky like cold shanks of the beef, dry |
| [01:41.14] | I' m taking purses like they chances in the evening |
| [01:43.94] | Pick your pants up, boy, you dancing with a demon |
| [01:46.94] | On my momma I been limiting my features, filling swishers up with reefer |
| [01:50.28] | B tch, it' s difficult to beat him like a soft dick |
| [01:52.61] | Golf clique deep and we don' t hit the streets passive |
| [01:55.59] | That nigga Sweaty got the gas and Shreddy k brought the matches |
| [01:58.90] | Put your body down in water like a Lipton tea bag and then |
| [02:01.83] | Switch to different f king whip to let them piggies speed past ' em |
| [02:04.81] | It' s the rats, try and get the cheese What it do? Rap like I' m mincing meat |
| [02:08.94] | Call me Lou, if I' m on the track, these niggas skip to me |
| [02:12.02] | Niggas want to fade me, b tches feel some type of way for me |
| [02:14.94] | 50' s in my pocket falling out like f king baby teeth |
| [02:18.21] | Vince be with the rocket, he gone pop it when it' s danger round |
| [02:21.27] | Fingertips to tapers, now, salute us when you face us |
| [02:24.35] | Give a f k about the moves all these loser niggas making now |
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