Emergency Crisis lyrics

by

Argent


[Hook]
Emergency crisis, I sold my white b*tch to ISIS (x4)

[Verse 1: ARGENT]
Tackle a b*tch, spill all my Hi-C
f*ck my life, I know they don't like me
Corrupt print all on my white tee
Resell for the hypebeasts, like high school, only high B's
Chanel on my white b*tch and that's with three K's or three C's
Ima punch a b*tch in her ovaries
That's Bimmer boy, do you see the keys?
That sh*t white, gon' match my keys
She got bloody money, she got bloody knees, she got my skeet all in her teeth
She wanna be a chef so she beating meat, all this sh*t at the meet and greet
Ima ship the b*tch overseas, c*m in her tummy, that's organic skeet
Like Flower Boy, ima drop the seed, always been a Goblin, never f*cked with bees

[Hook]
Emergency crisis, I sold my white b*tch to ISIS (x4)

[Verse 2: DIVINEBOYJESUS]
Slit her f*cking throat if she try to leave me
Say she miss her family, she try beg and plead me
You ain't going nowhere b*tch, don't you try to stop me
Make her slop me, send the video to her whole family
I am the public enemy, can't match this n*gga's energy
Several cases of blasphemy, making money off these obscenities
n*ggas don't know where I'm at
Smoking on some f*cking crack (That crack)
Pull up on a pus*y CAC, give my 40 acres back
I am the BlacKkKlansman, smoking on that jasmine
Corrupt til I vanish, damn them n*ggas nasty
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