Emma the vodka drinking thot

constantly talking to as many people possible

cause she's a outravert spineless news years babe never be calling me asking for money rides or dope get to da hustle make that hoe doe make that cash don't even ask I spit it trap

trap like the streets trap like some snare

finally trapin like in James been INNETT's to the day for ever 100 bars I can recycle for some sequel make it sound so unlikeable trap like I just raise the bar trap like I'm barred in all 51 states hope one day I see a pardon to revisit the visious notorious northwest state go to Seattle have a coffee and green buy that Cali sack of some random guy in the city seen behind that block behind that tower so well known by the name trap like call up knowmads for a wicked fire beat compose some lyrics sceaming at all who is near it to fall back the compasity of these ions I fuel up on before I hit a stack

of greed stack it so tall it leans like the clock at 1:05 am delivering mayheim to the lion's den to the tallest towers of van city or trap like I'm some south American state act now don't wait run away

find a save haven to squat in untill you hear every bar coming at you then wait 7 days I should be far enough away for you to see another day

see me in red balling

never get called Jimmy

no one ever fucks wit me

or ever cross that line

I have that vibe

common respect INNETT

common respect INNETT

Another verse gone trapped in fuckery of this application

Silver on da rise climbing up with massive excelleration

People say we in da greed or even da denial phase of dis new world age 100 years later stuck in between two decades of world wars what does that mean to this day

I don’t know did you just hear what I say trapped caught up in habits selling low for silvers standard

Silver stock has ever ever bar bought 4 times over screaming a 400 current potential fair price

Trap every bar stack sterling never buying dat

Dat sell now crap

Call me when I’m falling

I won’t bother

Lock nd load

Here we go