DJ Scheme, Ski Mask the Slump God, Danny Towers, Lil Yachty - E-ER (Lyrics) - Video

DJ Scheme, Ski Mask the Slump God, Danny Towers, Lil Yachty - E-ER (Lyrics)
E-ER DJ Scheme, Ski Mask the Slump God, Danny Towers, Lil Yachty
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????️ E-ER Lyrics

00:01 Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch
00:03 I'm sippin' tea, beat what I eat
00:08 Kicked up the feet, no Assassin's Creed
00:10 Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
00:12 Good reflexes like you knocked at the knee
00:14 Accept defeat, you, I delete
00:16 My boots from Greece made with feathers from geese
00:18 Counting loose leaf with the face of deceased
00:19 Count up the bread, count up the yeast
00:22 This is for my nemesis, rival
00:23 If you pull up, then you're dead on arrival
00:25 We gon' cross him like the symbol on a Bible
00:27 Call him Spongebob 'cause he movin' life without a spinal, huh
00:29 Never not woke, my gland pineal
00:30 On the patio fucking Princess's peach, Mario
00:32 Yellow Louis V overalls on me, look like Wario
00:34 On the mic, I'm an animal, hit the cardio through audio
00:36 If you want beef, capisce (Hahaha)
00:38 Smokin' on tree, hashish (Yow)
00:40 She said, "No, don't leave" (What's this, what's this?)
00:42 Baby, I'm oh-so green (What's that shit 'cause it better not be)
00:44 We got Dracs, sticks, all type of blicks (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
00:45 Blood on my back, don't get caught in a blitz (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
00:47 Chopsticks, got me a pick (Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh)
00:49 Steppin' on shit, put my foot in a brick (Eeh)
00:51 Fuck you mean? (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup)
00:54 Huh, oh, I'm ready (Haha)
00:57 Yuh (Oh, shit), yuh
00:59 I'm in the land of the lost, now I'm chill, Jack Frost
01:00 Yeah, my conscience like Constantine, that hot sauce
01:02 Jack Skellington limbs 'cause I'm known to pop off
01:04 And I'm one with the force, so this saber is my sword
01:06 Got the dick tucked in like RuPaul
01:07 Two bananas and a boat in the U-Haul (Huh)
01:09 And the dope look sick like Wuhan
01:11 'Nother brick comin' in from Tucson (Racks)
01:13 I was too piffed up when a nigga walked in
01:15 I was servin' up bricks at a low end (White)
01:17 I got too much boof stuffed in my pants (Huh, huh, huh, huh-huh-huh)
01:18 I could probably fuck around, build a snowman (Huh-huh-huh, huh-huh-huh)
01:20 And the stone on me, stay chillin' with your bitch
01:22 It's for him and her like Rosanne
01:24 'Cause this shit go down when a nigga get wet
01:26 Should've never put your life in a ho hands
01:28 If you want beef, capisce (Hahaha)
01:30 Smokin' on tree, hashish (Yow)
01:32 She said, "No, don't leave" (What's this, what's this?)
01:33 Baby, I'm oh-so green (What's that shit 'cause it better not be)
01:35 We got Dracs, sticks, all type of blicks (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
01:37 Blood on my back, don't get caught in a blitz (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
01:39 Chopsticks, got me a pick (Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh)
01:41 Steppin' on shit, put my foot in a brick (Eeh)
01:42 Kick a bitch to the curb if she don't speak with manners (Hee, hee)
01:44 My house sit alone behind gates, bought a manor (Hee, hee)
01:46 My new hoes look whiter than Carlos Santana (Hee, hee)
01:48 My bitch from the hood, mamas hustled on Candler (Hee, go)
01:50 Old-school from the seventies
01:51 Could've been dropped out the first time I signed, free my boy
01:53 That was English like city of Oxford
01:55 Just finessed some pussy, I need me an Oscar
01:56 I thought I want kids 'til I sat by a toddler
01:58 Recorded two hits in one hour at Doppler (Two)
02:00 I walk in my house naked holding my chopper (Frrt)
02:02 We do the same shit, we change names just like soccer
02:04 My jewelry box looking like Davy Jones' locker
02:06 I want Addison Rae to become my doctor and check on my privates (Woo)
02:08 Put her in a skirt and a scarf like a pilot
02:10 He didn't make it past the first clip like a pilot (Frrt)
02:12 I'm sick, I need medicine before I riot
02:14 My bitch pussy sweet, it help with my diet
02:16 Can't go off the label, boy, I gotta eye it
02:18 I gotta smell, I gotta taste it
02:19 Haha, hahaha, yaow, frrt (On God, slatt)
02:22 What's this, what's this?
02:25 What's that shit 'cause it better not be (Brr)
02:27 Eeh-eeh, (Boat) eeh-eeh, eeh (Go)
02:31 Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh, eeh (Slatt, damn)
02:34 Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup
02:38 Hahaha, oh shit

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