Duvy - EmotionZ

{Intro: Duvy}
Skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt
Oo-ooh

{Chorus: Duvy}
Don't want your love, I'm dealin' with emotions
Mix that Sprite with that potion
Still I'ma shoot it out in the open
Yeah, meet you right here
Can't you see blood in the air?
I'm at the South, beware
When the winter is hot, don't stare
My bitches got big bags, what you doing?
Was up juggin' when you niggas snoozin'
Told Mama, "I made some money from the music"
Trappin', duffle bag, go stack it
Better keep a hundred when I bring in the package
Bet I pay bro just to do it
I got a thunder, nigga, just like I'm KD

{Verse 1: Duvy}
They ain't my friends, they just wanna be me
Flights at lakes, smoke cookies in Cali'
Free bro out the dog pound, it gеt rowdy
Still shake 'em, big nigga, yeah, just likе I'm Kyrie
Ooh, say he got money
Bro runnin' in, he collectin' the funds
Ooh, say it get ugly
We armed and dangerous, bitch, face on the floor
Won't need my honey, shit, LooseScrew, yeah, brodie a zombie
Yeah, hundreds on hundreds
The prices done gon' up for a feat'
Yeah, my gunners they gunnin'
The bullets, they eat a nigga, now they grievin'
I went on a play for the money
Told bronem, "Let's halo, it's killer season"
Eviction, it's time for you niggas to go
Was a bad bitch, she lit, can't go
Foot ain't on breaks, my nigga, lets go
We keep the Henny straight off your dome
Fuck what you say, your broski a ho
If you gon' shoot, shoot for the goal
Certain shit, I gotta let niggas know

{Chorus: Duvy}
Don't want your love, I'm dealin' with emotions
Mix that Sprite with that potion
Still I'ma shoot it out in the open
Yeah, meet you right here
Can't you see blood in the air?
I'm at the South, beware
When the winter is hot, don't stare
My bitches got big bags, what you doing?
Was up juggin' when you niggas snoozin'
Told Mama, "I made some money from the music"
Trappin', duffle bag, go stack it
Better keep a hundred when I bring in the package
Bet I pay bro just to do it
I got a thunder, nigga, just like I'm KD

{Verse 2: OKGangDJ}
Ayy, blood in, blood out
Gotta stay ten toes
Still servin' antidote
Fuck on a Spanish ho
And she only get dick when she bring back dough
Phone line ring, yeah, the hundreds coming in
Just ran into somebody's trap again
I been runnin' through these traps on some demon shit
I been runnin' my sack, gotta see me a brick
My heart cold as fuck, I feel like Sub-Zero
I just checked the score, the opps still at zero
Please, don't get smoked tryna play hero
Glizzy got a long clip like a churro
Need to talk to your boss, no man in the middle
We post on the block tryna see six zeros
Might swipe your card for 10K in euros
If I blow a bag, they'll disappear'o

{Chorus: Duvy}
Don't want your love, I'm dealin' with emotions
Mix that Sprite with that potion
Still I'ma shoot it out in the open
Yeah, meet you right here
Can't you see blood in the air?
I'm at the South, beware
When the winter is hot, don't stare
My bitches got big bags, what you doing?
Was up juggin' when you niggas snoozin'
Told Mama, "I made some money from the music"
Trappin', duffle bag, go stack it
Better keep a hundred when I bring in the package
Bet I pay bro just to do it
I got a thunder, nigga, just like I'm KD