Emma Aispuro lyrics

[Verse 1: Chase Fetti]
Uh, uh, this sh*t is soulful, n*gga, uh
Y'all n*ggas can't f*ck with us, look
I do it off the glass, told my plug that I can do it off a pass
All you gotta do is throw it (Just throw that sh*t)
I've been a poet, uh, this sh*t is centuries
My neck the coldest, you n*ggas know this (Y'all know me)
You noticed, you'll never catch me in no hoe sh*t (Never)
I'm focused tryna pull up in that Lotus (Skrr)
I think money, I ain't worried 'bout no old bid (Nah)
Over them bucks I'll set my whole bench (Hahaha)
Look, I was runnin' with some, blues like Old Mitch (Uh-huh)
Give a fiend a bunny for the whole script (Lemme get that)
Karan was givin' me the whole brick (R-I-P)
Police hit the brib and I don't know sh*t, uh (I don't know nothin', n*gga)
The stars in the roof, I'm on some go sh*t
Grab the Tommy, dump that whole clip (Brrr)
Quite as kept, I still keep it on some low sh*t (I keep it, n*gga)
I'm always on some gettin' dough sh*t, y'all know me

[Verse 2: Elcamino]
Yo, ayo, you can say I earned my honest
Dollar, I'm rockin' two grand collars
The Cullinan truck, on autopilot
I, won't even hold you hostage
Champagnes, we shootin' bottle rockets
Coke dealin' the villain in the office
You can't see through my frames, I never change
What can I say, I guess I'm just too stuck in my ways
Some n*ggas rather play the block, for that chump change
Some n*ggas rather join the army for a must stay
Some rather get paid, some n*ggas wanna get good grades, uh
Some'll just rob you for your wolf grades, huh
Those was the good days, huh, I'm just tryna start on a good page, uh
I'm not, much of a artist I mastered the lost art of, uh
Just simply being an illustrator and author, uh
No superstar but I still, get superstar bucks, huh
We could've been dead or in jail, but look at all that, huh
Millionaire vibes, I know I give you that aura