The Kid Remy - Emo Hoes On Main Street
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{intro: henchm3n}
Yah (stop playin’)
Aye, aye, aye (aye)
{verse 1: henchm3n}
Body with a white-out, boy, i’m an opp-smoker
Poured up in september, i was sleep till october
Bitch, i only use you for the tongue, you a blunt-roller
That boy over there smokin’ skims, he a swisher-toter
Fuck, i meant swisher-smoker
Weed so exotic, this shit smell like body odor
Bitch almost made me
Uhh-uhh
Bitch made me so mad i damn near choked her
Five dolla, pull a thousand bikes, how can you hate that?
And no, i don’t sip on no liquor, where the shrooms at?
Oh, you say you need a zip of sum? where yo blues at?
Got the drop on the free drip, we abuse that
Aye, switch this shit up, for real
Bitch, this shit ov
Step in some all-white forces, i got coke feet
You always come in short a couple bucks, you got slow feet
I love emo hoes, you can catch me on main street
{verse 2: the kid remy}
She choke on my dick, call her julius randle
Apparently, six inches nun she can handle
I ain’t toxic, but i always love a scandal
Blew 20 bands on some new gucci scandals
Six feet tall, and i want a thick lightskin
I love my own kind, i do not fuck with white skin
Made 20 streams in a day, that’s a light win
Tryna stay up hella late, where the night been?
The man henchm3n hit me up, want me on a track
Listen to his verse, and that shit hit just like crack
When it comes to music, i love to keep it a stack
Made a song last week, i’m finna go back-to-back
Slacking off on music, college got me tired
Hella open features got a nigga wired
Tryna make it big, that’s really my desire
Shoutout 1nonly, he got me inspired
Bought a new pair of airpods for my mother
Best believe i got enough money to buy another
Want a girl with thick thighs, tryna get smothered
Only child gang, what the fuck is a brother?
I’m a lakers fan, i be watching every single game
We lost to the magic, that shit is muhfuckin’ lame
We need vando, it just is not the same
Back in the play-in, that really is a shame
Might be small now, but i’m lowkey fiendin’ for the fame
Even people not in vegas, them niggas know my name
Shoutout lil uzi, how could i forget laflame?
Hoes fiending for me, you could call me dame
{outro}
Shoutout the man henchm3n for this, you know what i’m sayin’?
He’s a w mans for real
{intro: henchm3n}
Yah (stop playin’)
Aye, aye, aye (aye)
{verse 1: henchm3n}
Body with a white-out, boy, i’m an opp-smoker
Poured up in september, i was sleep till october
Bitch, i only use you for the tongue, you a blunt-roller
That boy over there smokin’ skims, he a swisher-toter
Fuck, i meant swisher-smoker
Weed so exotic, this shit smell like body odor
Bitch almost made me
Uhh-uhh
Bitch made me so mad i damn near choked her
Five dolla, pull a thousand bikes, how can you hate that?
And no, i don’t sip on no liquor, where the shrooms at?
Oh, you say you need a zip of sum? where yo blues at?
Got the drop on the free drip, we abuse that
Aye, switch this shit up, for real
Bitch, this shit ov
Step in some all-white forces, i got coke feet
You always come in short a couple bucks, you got slow feet
I love emo hoes, you can catch me on main street
{verse 2: the kid remy}
She choke on my dick, call her julius randle
Apparently, six inches nun she can handle
I ain’t toxic, but i always love a scandal
Blew 20 bands on some new gucci scandals
Six feet tall, and i want a thick lightskin
I love my own kind, i do not fuck with white skin
Made 20 streams in a day, that’s a light win
Tryna stay up hella late, where the night been?
The man henchm3n hit me up, want me on a track
Listen to his verse, and that shit hit just like crack
When it comes to music, i love to keep it a stack
Made a song last week, i’m finna go back-to-back
Slacking off on music, college got me tired
Hella open features got a nigga wired
Tryna make it big, that’s really my desire
Shoutout 1nonly, he got me inspired
Bought a new pair of airpods for my mother
Best believe i got enough money to buy another
Want a girl with thick thighs, tryna get smothered
Only child gang, what the fuck is a brother?
I’m a lakers fan, i be watching every single game
We lost to the magic, that shit is muhfuckin’ lame
We need vando, it just is not the same
Back in the play-in, that really is a shame
Might be small now, but i’m lowkey fiendin’ for the fame
Even people not in vegas, them niggas know my name
Shoutout lil uzi, how could i forget laflame?
Hoes fiending for me, you could call me dame
{outro}
Shoutout the man henchm3n for this, you know what i’m sayin’?
He’s a w mans for real
