Let get it

Y’all ain’t ready for this one

So Emvee can you really spit?

That’s a question for your girl who really likes this shit, that’s a question for the world meanwhile you cry in it, as the depression swallows whole your life and pride with it, swear I could die with this, blast you within a jet stream, I feel like jimmy and Carl before they met sheen, the skin before all the cocoa butter and hemp sheen, among my brothers, siblings sisters, becoming mothers, working weekends a fucking bummer, might get her number, fuck her later but never love her I’ll never cuff her.

Let’s get it

Let’s get it

Let’s get it

Let’s get it

Let’s get it

She know I’m lying, probably cause I could never trust her, cause she know she can find another, I ain’t no buster, hotdog toppings without the mustard,got a strap on the shoulder, stroke strong when she bending it over, horror movie I be making her scream, baker man I fill her pie with my cream, she me zaddy but I’m not I’m not her dad, leak on the bed, she so messy, she unload my clip til it’s empty.

Let’s get it

Let’s get it

Let’s get it

Let’s get it