snort blow from that ass

Relax bro, that's my bitch, I snort blow from that ass
Find ur own lane kid, this shit will make u crash

When Emmy say i go touch grass, i snort blow from that ass

I snort blow from that ass, got me feeling some type of way
Don't mind me, I'm flying to another galaxy today
I'm based in this bitch, this is how i fucking play
Eight ball in the pocket and my dick feels like a rocket
Hoes they get bombarded all they care about is profit
No i never cut it i just rock it how i got it
Straight from Colombia to my pocket
This a non profit
Emmy just likes to snort blow from that ass

Relax bro, that's my bitch, I snort blow from that ass
Find ur own lane kid, this shit will make u crash

When Emmy say i go touch grass, i snort blow from that ass

Relax bro, that's my bitch, I snort blow from that ass
Find ur own lane kid, this shit will make u crash

When Emmy say i go touch grass, i snort blow from that ass

Let Emmy touch your grass and operate your senses
Give a masterclass and turn off all defenses
Spread the word and tell all of your friends bitch
Emmy riding dirty yeah i came from the trenches
Deep down Solana trenches riding with the manlets
Nothing i haven't seen, shit was comprehensive
Now i snort blow from that ass cuz i can cover my expenses

Relax bro, that's my bitch, I snort blow from that ass
Find ur own lane kid, this shit will make u crash

When Emmy say i go touch grass, i snort blow from that ass
I snort blow from that ass
I snort blow from that ass
I snort blow from that ass
I snort blow from that ass



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Writer(s): Steven Weusten
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