Emmv - EmmV's In The House (feat. RSW OD)

Yea my neck cost an EmmV
My wrist costs 2 EmmVs
We fucking bitches by plenty
Gotta raw one with no plan b
Walk around in my Fenty
Let it swang cuz I'm not simply
I go through bitches kick em out just like its 7th inning
She let me paint it On the daily
Need a Polaroid
Fucking on Jody momma
Baby boi
Keep it all up in her family
Like I just birth these niggas
Pop's figures
House cost 2 life insurances
Guess I'm Living wanted
Watch my back for the bumbling
They flying and they buzzin
Come back round they tryna chiller
Bumping J Dilla
Lemme make ya hit them highs
4k coldest winter
Got that summer's eve
Don't really need to warm my dinner
I'm go say my grace
These angels really good at sinnin
I'd like to make a toast to all the throats
I've never been in
Guess I'll let em know now
Whew
I'd like to make a toast to all the thick bitches who like to do the most
She do the dance, up and down on the dick like the way she move her throat
She don't fuck with me or EmmV, damn that shit is inexcusable
Don't waste time with all the makeup, ima make that shit unusable
Bitch is trippin bout nothin I had to tell her she delusional
Shawty ass is made of plastic, when she die that shit reusable
How the fuck you say you love me I ain't ever called you beautiful
Sippin Florida water but they think a mask unconstitutional
Like how the fuck you got me sippin on this dirty ass water
Told your old man ion want his dirty ass daughter
Every year around now my called id say father
Ion know why he reach out he know ion een bother
I like a bitch with fat ass and some titties, need a bitch broader
I can tell by the way that she fuck somebody else taught her
I can tell by the way that she gave me face that she a scholar
And the way that she makin that ass clap, I applaud her
House cost 2 life insurances
Guess I'm Living wanted
Watch my back for the bumbling
They flying and they buzzin
Come back round they tryna chiller
Bumping J Dilla
Lemme make ya hit them highs
4k coldest winter
Got that summer's eve
Don't really need to warm my dinner
I'm go say my grace
These angels really good at sinnin
I'd like to make a toast to all the throats
I've never been in
Guess I'll let em know now
I been fucking
I been fucking
Mighty mouse
Ima mighty man
Mighty morpher
Big endorser
Big tipper
Silver spoon tycoon
Turn an eater to a sipper
I guess that's how you feel huh
Pop a pill huh
Spill the lean
Bout to kill ya
Nah
Unless

Written by:
Drew Lake, Matthew Vaughn

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