9-1-1 ft. Earlly Mac Lyrics

Baby treat me like a blow pop, shit I'm sucker proof

Shit uncrustable, till we bite the bread it never come a loose

Teacher here, ain't no substitutes, who you want reduced

Everything about the principle and I'm the Trunchbull

Shoes with the spikes like my feet was in the chokey

Still the same nigga, except you need some cheese to approach me

I can, I can teach you how to ball, you need some coaching

Sprained wrist, I hear the fastest way to heal it is to soak it

Still play the cards, but my dealer been on ho shit

Off sides they encroaching, grab the blicky, nigga focus

Game require tokens, life require motion

All these niggas acting, they a cast, probably broken

Asking for the sauce, I fuck around and meant to sosa

Money talking, but I bank it, I'm still out here antisocial

I'm engaged with the game, sorry mama, we eloping

Backfield, if I tell her bring it here, she better rush it

Whatever the case, I'ont want one

Roley big face, I want one

Foreign no plates, I want one

Porsche two door, 9-1-1

One push start, don't touch nothing

I-75 doing one something,

I, I trust God, don't rush nothing

Shh, she don't talk back, that's hush money

Split up Livernois, I'm on Kwame time

Check the Vacheron, everything I did to reach the top was for the bottom line

Ball game, one foot on the line, don't get out of bounds

Drop some bread, watch how fast them birds start to flock around

Watch out for the vultures, nigga, rims offset, I had to do it for the culture

Still feel like Erik Spoelstra, they ain't think that I would do it with the heat, I had to coach them

I know God ain't sent them down here playing, still had to send em back

Red beam'll delete this memory, feel like men in black

Mob ties, fuck with the family get a nigga whacked

Tell my dogs to get in formation, it look like nickelback

Blitzkrieg, we all riding, it's like a ten speed

Seen him talking, still couldn't hear it I had to lip read

Give me one reason to air this bitch out, and feel a swift breeze

Never been too proud to beg, I tell a bitch, please

Whatever the case, I'ont want one

Roley big face, I want one

Foreign no plates, I want one

Porsche two door, 9-1-1

One push start, don't touch nothing

I-75 doing one something,

I, I trust God, don't rush nothing

Shh, she don't talk back, that's hush money