Emmv - That's So EmmV

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
I could whip it fast in a roll royce
Leave them old bois
Use my white voice
Mix with hype Voice
For when I fight bois
I don't fight bois
I gotta catch a flight
I'm on my high horse
Bitches in my dm
Sending pics
Just want me to hit
But I don't like toys
Or them white whorse
Ok ok ok
Bitch I'm tryna fuck
I'm just tryna fuck
I can't get married
My wife would kill me
But you kinda cute tho
House cost 2 life insurances
Guess im Living wanted
Watch my back for the bumbling
They flying and they buzzing
Come back round they tryna chiller
While I'm bumping some J Dilla
Lemme make ya hit them highs
4k coldest winter
Got that summer's eve
Don't need to warm my dinner
I'd say my grace
But these angels good at sinning
If like to make a toast to all the throats
I've never been in
Guess I'll let em know
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:
Matthew Vaughn

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