letra de grave - e.m.b.e.e. (rapper)
[hook: e.m.b.e.e]
it’s not me, it’s you
yellow ferrari, just pulled up in the studio
i ain’t got much to say, spent a grand on a bracelet
and a feature, it cost 10k, remember when i was recording in the bas-m-nt
don’t need no trust fund, i’ll spend it all on pills
i won’t talk to you if you ain’t worth a couple milli’
i can’t f-ck with science when it’s all theory
get my d-ck sucked in the lobby, this sh-t delirious
[verse 1: e.m.b.e.e]
diamonds on my neck like hula hoops
might just cut a check so you’ll shut the f-ck up
i gotta put my money six feet underground
one hit from me could make more than you’ll ever earn
should really get a vasectomy, i don’t want a b-tch ass son
i got a gun and i might pull the trigger
you should fear me, i am the kid named finger
i don’t cry tears, i only cry lean
don’t try me ‘cause i’ll send in the team
i just came home with a new supreme shirt
under the sheets, fill this b-tch with cream
this is e.m.b.e.e season, i’m fulfulling the dream
this b-tch always sneezing so i kicked her out
i got too many cards, the bank always freezing me out
got a milli’ on each one, call that a rich flex
it started as a hobby ‘till i made a couple checks
get double teamed by me and your gang thats a betrayal
you’re on the floor, i just stole your details
blast an opp with a cannon, it’s eighteen fifty four
hood guy pulled up to my crib, that’s a junkie at the door
[hook: e.m.b.e.e]
it’s not me, it’s you
yellow ferrari, just pulled up in the studio
i ain’t got much to say, spent a grand on a bracelet
and a feature, it cost 10k, remember when i was recording in the bas-m-nt
don’t need no trust fund, i’ll spend it all on pills
i won’t talk to you if you ain’t worth a couple milli’
i can’t f-ck with science when it’s all theory
get my d-ck sucked in the lobby, this sh-t delirious
[verse 2: tending bike]
spinnin’ on your f-cking block
got a b-tch to suck on my c-ck
all she can say is f-cking gawk
sipping on this f-cking wock
i’ma put you in the grave, b-tch
i know you very afraid, b-tch
headshot to your brain, b-tch
tryna throw dirt on my name, b-tch
playing e.m.b.e.e 3 while i’m k!lling you
f-ck you up ‘till your face all blue
scope wit’ a beam, look at the view
you gon’ catch a shot, man, f-ck the flu
[hook: e.m.b.e.e]
it’s not me, it’s you
yellow ferrari, just pulled up to the studio
i ain’t got much to say, spent a grand on a bracelet
and a feature, it cost 10k, remember when i was recording in the bas-m-nt
don’t need no trust fund, i’ll spend it all on pills
i won’t talk to you if you ain’t worth a couple milli’
i can’t f-ck with science when it’s all theory
get my d-ck sucked in the lobby, this sh-t delirious
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