EMP Lyrics – Ciscaux
Singer: Ciscaux
Title: EMP
〈Intro〉
b#tch I got, ayy, uh
b#tch I got, ayy, yeah, yeah (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Uh, ayy
〈Chorus〉
b#tch I got fire pack on me right now
Talkin’ too much, God damn, pipe down
EMP, knock the lights out
EMP, lights out, b#tch
EMP, lights out, EMP, lights out
EMP, lights out, EMP, lights out
〈Verse 1〉
Sound the alarm, opps to your arm
Loose in the chain with the dogs in the yard
She f#ck with me and the tats on my arms
And the tats on my neck, baby, kiss where they are
Home girls down, shut sh#t down
Hot back then and I’m still hot now
Bad lil’ b#tch finna break sh#t down
Go ahead, throw it back and make it go ’round and ’round
Sorry, small in emission
Walk through the club like I’m goin’ on a mission
Carry the chop and a switch for precision
Someone tell cops, I don’t do supervision
And to the owner, I need me some distance (Some distance, some distance)
Ayy, let me see you back it up, back it up, five feet
〈Hook〉
Ba-back it up, back it up, ten feet
Ba-back it up, back it up, twenty feet
Ba-back it up, back it up, fifty feet, ayy
Please get the f#ck back, get the f#ck back
Pl-please get the f#ck back, get the f#ck back
Please get the f#ck back, get the f#ck back
Pl-please get the f#ck back, get the f#ck back
〈Chorus〉
b#tch I got fire pack on me right now
Talkin’ too much, God damn, pipe down
EMP, knock the lights out
EMP, lights out, b#tch
EMP, lights out, EMP, lights out
EMP, lights out, EMP, lights out
〈Verse 2〉
Br-br-brand new whip and it came with a turbo
Rubber on my tire like backwoods burn slow
Ballin’ like A.I., I just need corn rows
I ain’t even gotta go to practice, I was born dough
〈Verse 3〉
I didn’t pay for a feature on my track list
Hit her from the back and she turn to an adlib
I ain’t even goin’ outside, ’til the racks hit
West coast, baby grew up on the max ten
She said, “Who the f#ck is that?”
She wouldn’t know, she just listens to me
Grew up on rock but she listens to me
We gon’ break up, she said, “listen to me”
I’m done, sike
Yo’, I’m rich and dumb, I don’t stop at the light
See me at the club and I might start a fight
Might get to drunk, back up on me, like
〈Hook〉
Ba-back it up, back it up, ten feet
Ba-back it up, back it up, twenty feet
Ba-back it up, back it up, fifty feet, ayy
Please get the f#ck back, get the f#ck back
Pl-please get the f#ck back, get the f#ck back
Please get the f#ck back, get the f#ck back
Pl-please get the f#ck back, get the f#ck back
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