Trevon O’Ryan Echols versuri

Versuri Nine Vicious – Trevon O’Ryan Echols lyrics

[Intro]
EMOTIONS
It’s so many emotions (Say what?)
It’s so many emotions (Ah, ah)
It’s so many emotions

[Chorus]
Bein’ me, it ain’t easy (It ain’t easy, say what?)
Put some racks on your head, on your heezy (Nigga, what? Nigga, what?)
Smokin’ dope, I’m so high, I feel dizzy (I feel dizzy)
Them bullets make a pussy nigga dance, yeah, he jiggy (Say what? Ayy, ayy, boop-boop-boop-boop, EMOTIONS)

[Verse 1]
Niggas tryna get in between of the business (What? Say what?)
No, I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout NAV, I want your bitch, just give me a minute (Talk ‘bout, talk ‘bout, give me a minute)
Watch your bitch like tennis, told that bitch, „Come suck my feet” (What? Say what? Eugh)
I just been poppin’ shit, I wanna ball (Ball-ball)
She ask what’s on my wrist, it cost a mall (What? Nigga, what?)
If I want your bitch, it’s just one call (What? What? Say what?)
Just like Breaking Bad, nigga, my lawyer, I call Saul (What? What?)
Told her, „I’m the biggest, I can’t fall down” (I can’t fall down)
I got freak bitches in my crib, I live in the sex housе (Say what?)
Pull up on your bitch, she take my drawls down (Say what? Say what?)
I know you pussy as fuck, your ass bettеr stay down (What? Let’s go)

[Chorus]
Bein’ me, it ain’t easy (It ain’t easy)
Put some racks on your head, on your heezy (What? What? What?)
Smokin’ dope, I’m so high, I feel dizzy (I feel dizzy)
Them bullets make a pussy nigga dance, yeah, he jiggy (Say what? Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2]
My idol, he don’t even fuck with me (Fuck)
But I got hella streams, so he know what’s up with me (Pussy, what?)
These niggas can’t fuck with me, your OG (What? Say what?), can’t even fuck with me (Say what? What?)
Fuck these pussy-ass rappers, they know what’s up with me, it’s stuck with me, it’s stuck now
I fucked a rich bitch, she was from the Bel-Air (Bel-Air)
She tryna grab the dick, but the fuckin’ pole there (Gon’ go)
I need that pussy, you better keep it warm, yeah (What?)
It’s homicide, it’s gon’ be a murder (A murder)
It’s silver on my teeth, but I miss my gold, yeah (Miss my gold)
Five milli’, know I cop me a load (Cop me a load)
Whole lotta hoes, I can’t beg a ho (I can’t beg no thot)
Bangin’ Blood, yeah, and that for sure (Blitt, blitt, blitt, blitt)
I called my ex bitch, I had to get ahold (Get ahold)
I spray your shit, just like a nigga hose (Nigga hose)
I ride ‘round town with a stick in my waist, let go (Woah, woah, what?)

[Outro]
(Boop-boop-boop-boop)
EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS (Boop-boop-boop-boop, ah)
EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS (Boop-boop-boop-boop, let’s do it)
EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS (Fuck you talkin’ ‘bout, bitch?)
EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS (EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS)
EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS (EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS, say what?)
It’s so many emotions (Say what?)
It’s so many emotions (EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS)
It’s so many emotions (What? EMOTIONS, EMOTIONS)
It’s so many emotions
It’s so many emotions
So many emotions