Sneakerella ft. The Emsee Lyrics

They wonder how I look so good behind a stroller

Take it to my grave and bite the capsule in my molar

See me misbehave upon a sample like I'm rowdy on the loop

Man my power through the roof like it's solar

I got the theater pedigree and I don't wear it

Shot that Sneakerella in my hood, now I'm embarrassed

Put like 20,000 in the blunt and now I'm floatin

Woke up in a state and need a day off like I'm Ferris

Take my hand while I compose a magnum opus

Used to keep it light but they go loco for the locust

Used to keep it trifling, politeness out of focus

Asking vocals of the world until I noticed it was hopeless

Now they fronting and they empty like a Fendi fanny pack

Heard your funny little track, thought the meter sounded whack

Wife is always telling me I need to see my worth

Man I asked him for a 50, now I wish I tripled that

I got music on the way

Something big is coming, that's a platitude a day

Tell the doc I'm swapping all my apples out for plays

Tell the local spitter get your litter out the bay

Flowzus cleaning up, you get the meaning when I say

Van Goh meets Van Damme in a pair of black Vans

Ghost riding my dad's van

(he's dead)

R.I.P., but what the fuck I rap for

To push an Astro? I signed up for a Diablo

But I settled for a Civic

It's not a punchline, but I got several for the critics

Attention spans on the gram are all gimmicks

Hard to believe Stan ran around seven minutes

Dear Slim,

Nowadays we on some other shit, wondering randomly

What a nun's like in Nunavut

Throwing shit into a blender for the fun of it

Upload it to Disney Plus and y'all go and fuck with it

Do we need a sneakerhead Cinderella?

Soon we'll see Rumpelstiltskin mixed with Old Yeller

Call it Gold Yeller

So hit the link below and stop the mold growth inside of my cold cellar