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That was Emal

And she tryna hang out with the crew (With the, with the crew)
Test me lil' boy and I'll shoot (And I'll shoot)
I just mixed the red with the blue (With the blue)
Tell him one time and he swap
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Hop in coupe for fun (No cap)
Plastic honey bun (Oh God)
Vegeta in my lungs (Oh God)
Beaufort where I come (Oh God)
My shooters gone get them knots (Aye)
Put the team all on my rocks (All on my-)
They can throw good but they not Red Sox (Okay)
Shawty give me sloppy top (Okay)
He got another hit, my God (My God)
I went two tone on my drop (My drop)
Breakin' in your house, no Santa Claus (Santa Claus)
You can see the diamonds in my drawers (My drawers)
Shawty lil' bad, she get picked apart (He get picked apart)
He might take his life if he move too far (If he move too far)
Put another mill on my card (My card)
16, but the boy been livin' large (He been livin' large)
You know we got it jumpin' just like crack in the 80s (Okay)
Movin' with the mafia, we knew that he was shady (Huh)
You play the hand you dealt, don't you ever try to play me (Don't you play)
Tylenol, I need my pills or I just might go crazy (Okay, okay)
They say what they want but they never gonna faze me
Put it all in her mouth, she told me, "It was tasty"
Don't say that I'm lazy 'cause I pulled up in the latest
I broke up with her because she do too much complainin'

And she tryna hang out with crew (With the crew)
Test me lil boy and I'll shoot (And I'll shoot)
I just mixed the red with the blue (With the blue)
Tell him one time and he swap
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

That was Emal



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Writer(s): Trey Kidd
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