Emo Jit BLP KOSHER
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[Intro]
Ha, ha
Ayy, ayy
Waterrr
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Waterrr, yeah
[Chorus]
Waterrr, steppin' in my Merrels in the mansion
They on some emo shit, I told you warner Marilyn Manson (Ah)
Catch the opps by surprise, Chris Hansen
Pop yo' shit and do that bitch with these Darrell Stanton (Ayy, ayy)
Steppin' in my Merrels in the mansion (Yuh)
They on some emo shit, I told you warner Marilyn Manson (Marilyn Manson, ayy)
Catch the opps by surprise, Chris Hansen
Pop yo' shit and do that bitch with these Darrell Stanton (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 1]
My pen broke way in Pines, I'm still writin' down their order
Spank the opps, I do my chores, grab yo' luggage like the porter
Say he in my corner, but I'm like "Fuck that shit, I'm bending a corner"
Strapped up like a horse back, bitch, go look at his crib, that boy a hoarder
That paper lead the way, cease and he a sis, forgot the ceace
And when I speak to the deceased I'm leavin' blood on every beat
Everybody 'round me starvin'? Fuck you mean? We all eat
Jeffrey wrote that shit in stone, he engraved it in his street
Ha, ha
Ayy, ayy
Waterrr
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Waterrr, yeah
[Chorus]
Waterrr, steppin' in my Merrels in the mansion
They on some emo shit, I told you warner Marilyn Manson (Ah)
Catch the opps by surprise, Chris Hansen
Pop yo' shit and do that bitch with these Darrell Stanton (Ayy, ayy)
Steppin' in my Merrels in the mansion (Yuh)
They on some emo shit, I told you warner Marilyn Manson (Marilyn Manson, ayy)
Catch the opps by surprise, Chris Hansen
Pop yo' shit and do that bitch with these Darrell Stanton (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 1]
My pen broke way in Pines, I'm still writin' down their order
Spank the opps, I do my chores, grab yo' luggage like the porter
Say he in my corner, but I'm like "Fuck that shit, I'm bending a corner"
Strapped up like a horse back, bitch, go look at his crib, that boy a hoarder
That paper lead the way, cease and he a sis, forgot the ceace
And when I speak to the deceased I'm leavin' blood on every beat
Everybody 'round me starvin'? Fuck you mean? We all eat
Jeffrey wrote that shit in stone, he engraved it in his street
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