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[chorus: $emmy!]
recreational pillys is what i’m poppin’
i always keep it moving, you know that i’m never stopping
my b-tch is in the picture then you know i’m gonna crop it
post a couple snippets, got b-tches beggin’ i drop it
i’m moving freely the homies pull up [?]
i break her f-ckin’ spine then i tell her she going bye-bye
pull up with a glizzy, got ops all up in my sights
i’m rackin’ up some [?], see my numbers startin’ to fly by

[verse 1: $emmy!]
slapping on baps and the groupies want it
grabbing on that and the booty, on it
snapping on raps and i’m brutally honest
happy to fap, with groupies gunnin’
gladly attack if you see the oppage
she ask me to strap and i tell her stop it, she droppin’
got all this frost on my body and on my neck
and i’m poppin’ i got the movement, i’m stoppin’
shh, forget about the money
she taking all the d and i ain’t talking like it’s sunny, ayy
.40 reloading and when i’m going, it’s throwing
and all these bullets, they hotter than addison rae
my trackie is snowing and when its growing, it’s showing
and all my [?] got to add up a little something
[?] where i be going
she look at my neck and she know it’s snowin’
she look at my wrist and she see it’s glowin’, you knowin’
that when i look at my numbers, that they be growing, b-tch
[interlude: $emmy!]
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[chorus: $emmy!]
recreational pillys is what i’m poppin’
i always keep it moving, you know that i’m never stopping
my b-tch is in the picture then you know i’m gonna crop it
post a couple snippets, got b-tches beggin’ i drop it
i’m moving freely the homies pull up [?]
i break her f-ckin’ spine then i tell her she going bye-bye
pull up with a glizzy, got ops all up in my sights
i’m rackin’ up some [?], see my numbers startin’ to fly by

[verse 2: wonder]
i don’t f-ck with no pigs, someone tell me where the coke is (wait, what?)
i don’t do no coke b-tch, my p-n-s up in her throat b-tch
chop, chop chopping up the fingers of oppositions for president
break a b-tches heart and she burnin’ up on my letterman’s
irs is at my door, they thinking i’m a let ’em in
i could run society, leading us to the better man
i need a new tuck, hope this song bump, bump in a big truck
uh, please pay me b-tch, need a big buck
i put my my big toe in a b-tch what, what?
uh, f-ck with the kid, f-ck with the kid, please
i’m with ya b-tch, i think she like me
he said he rich, i told him, b-tch, please
i don’t f-ck with you b-tches unless you bump me, uh, uh
[chorus: $emmy!]
recreational pillys is what i’m poppin’
i always keep it moving, you know that i’m never stopping
my b-tch is in the picture then you know i’m gonna crop it
post a couple snippets, got b-tches beggin’ i drop it
i’m moving freely the homies pull up [?]
i break her f-ckin’ spine then i tell her she going bye-bye
pull up with a glizzy, got ops all up in my sights
i’m rackin’ up some [?], see my numbers startin’ to fly b-

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