Emohgeeh - smackdown.

I hop on this bitch they been know I'm gon kill it
In first degree so a nigga gon feel it

I'm done savin' hoes emoh turned to a villian
I'd rather deal drugs then go deal with these women
I'm passin a bitch they be callin' me Pippin
I'm gettin' hoes monthly it's not a subscription
Niggas they broke they can't pay me attention
But talk on my name bet I pay you a visit
The floor must be wet cus I'm catchin' him slippin'
Like a 8 year old's tooth I bet you he missin'
Might jazz on a hoe have her callin' me
Tristan then go choke her out not talkin' submission
Niggas be cappin', go knock off his fitted
You shoulda never been here lyin' and fibbin'
He'll be confused when this choppa go hit him and have him say
"hmm" like he got a suspicion
He send me his music and all of his disses this slappin' on mute
I'm not playin' you did it

I'm feelin' great ian never felt better
Life goin good, no complaints or whatever
I promise you I'm gonna get it together
Forget all the drama there's better endeavors
Niggas gon talk if they do then just let 'em
Before I go broke ima die in a blender
I might spend a bag or sum in September
Then double my loss by fucking December
Them niggas they broke and my niggas is up now
Six stacks in a day, makin' plays scored a touchdown
I'm wearing a ski mask but hoe I aint slumped now
If a nigga ran up then he gonna get run down
His bitch in my crib and I'm blowing her back out
I'm hittin' her raw cus it's better than smackdown
My bitch gonna wrestle in bed till she tap out
They used to be dreams but nigga I can now

I'm done savin' hoes Emoh turned to a villian
I'd rather deal drugs then go deal with these women
I'm passin a bitch they be callin' me Pippin
I'm gettin' hoes monthly it's not a subscription
Niggas they broke they can't pay me attention
But talk on my name bet I pay you a visit
The floor must be wet cus I'm catchin' him slippin'
Like a 8 year old's tooth I bet you he missin'
Might jazz on a hoe have her callin' me tristan
Then go choke her out not talkin' submission
Niggas be cappin', go knock off his fitted
You shoulda never been here lyin' and fibbin'
He'll be confused when this choppa go hit him and have him say
"Hmm" like he got a suspicion
He send me his music and all of his disses this slappin' on mute
I'm not playin' you did it

Written by:
Elijah Island

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