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j. embi - sa!nt lou!s كلمات الأغنية

(intro)
every f_ckin’ girl in my state is at the beach right now
i’m in saint louis

(verse one)
flashback to my backpack
i was sellin’ grams out the sh_t with my cashapp
“embi, guess what?” b_tch, i dont give a rat’s ass
and we ain’t in school no more so you can pull your mask back
step back with your misconceptions
i’m a big boy now, i got sh_t to flex with
earlier i chilled with a b_tch from texas
i been down too long, and i’m gettin’ restless

(hook)
saint louis, cincinatti
louisville, b_tch, i been travelling
sold the sh_t right out my baggy
pull up to my f_ckin’ addy
if you talkin’, make it count
we can f_ckin’ shank it out
don’t bring a gun to a knife fight
i don’t like sh_t that’ll make a sound

(verse two)
“i’m a f_ckin’ dealer”, nah shut up b_tch you don’t sell
if you do then hit me up, swear to god that i won’t tell
motherf_ckers always tryna pull up to my house
b_tch, i been livin’ out a hotel
b_tch, you ain’t never been to east louey
b_tch, you ain’t never gonna see through me
b_tch, i gotta pass the f_ckin’ time
y’all watchin’ hulu while i’m watchin’ b movies
i been to h_ll and back, i took a pill with zack and kept the belt attached
i was passin’ by the alleyway, they yelled from back there, and i felt attacked
i made a devil’s pact, and then they held their gats, and told us tell the facts
emptied our pockets, and said “that’s that”
i was frettin’ that i would get sh_lled to scr_ps
and their hoodies didn’t motherf_ckin’ help with that bit

(hook)
saint louis, cincinatti
louisville, b_tch, i been travelling
sold the sh_t right out my baggy
pull up to my f_ckin’ addy
if you talkin’, make it count
we can f_ckin’ shank it out
don’t bring a gun to a fist fight
i don’t like sh_t that’ll make a sound

(verse three)
you know, finders keepers, if i find the keys then i apply to speakers
and i chug the f_ckin’ holy water, blind the preachers
i would write my speeches from behind the bleachers
i’m done with it
i wrote another album, said, “enough with this”
i plugged my microphone in, and said “f_ck this sh_t”
and to think it all started with a succubus, ooh
and i’m still as comfy
with my motherf_ckin’ sk!lls as when i did the bundy
when i dropped drop dead, was a bit more plumpy
and i still was better than prettyugly
yeah
i guess he was scared that he’d be with my rovers
i’d eat his leftovers
and beat him at poker
i’d feed him my trophy
then beat his head with it
but best above all else i’d treat him like swoger

- j embi

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