TISK TISK / COOKIES - Earl Sweatshirt

Shit

Fuck, nigga

Promise I’ll never forget

And I promise I knew what it is

When I knew you, you wasn’t a snitch, snitch

Tisk-tisk, nigga

Shit

Fuck, nigga

Promise I’ll never forget

And I promise I knew what it is

When I knew you, you wasn’t a snitch

Tisk-tisk, nigga

Run for your life

I took the cookies, put 'em to the side

Sunny day, but I’m cooking inside

Muddy path, but I’m taking my time

I need cash money, baby, we live

I remember they ain’t save me a slot

Back up when niggas hit the jackpot

I got sense, I’m tryna get me some guap

I need the tint

Just like my daddy skin, dark

I see your nigga, too bad he a mark

I see real niggas just jab, they don’t bark

I see you tryna rekindle the spark

Reelin' from loss, yeah

Inner remorse, divorce your spirit and corpse, corpse

I tell you I’m hearing it all

The wisdom that’s in your remarks

The silliness in you, I mourn

The moments that’s tender and soft

I’m in 'em, the memories got strong

But some of 'em lost

The silliness in you, I mourn

The moments that’s tender and soft

I’m in 'em, the memories got strong

But some of 'em long gone

Run for your life

I took the cookies, put 'em to the side

Sunny day, but I’m cooking inside

Muddy path, but I’m taking my time

Run for your, run for your life

I took the cookies, put 'em to the side

Sunny day, but I’m cooking inside

Muddy path, but I’m taking my time