Emo Mansion Lyrics

I can see they all hate

Even when it's broad day

Little pussy, bitch boy nigga

I just want all cake

Even on my off day

I feel like I'm not Ballin

So, I gotta get this money

Jump up just like I am Jordan

Baby can you do me a favor

Jump that ass I don't hate you

You a pretty little flower

You're pretty I like your fragrance

I might just dick you down right now

The fuck is you Tryna say, bitch

I put chains and whips on you girl

The fuck is you sayin

When I'm up in that pussy

I'm fuckin' I'm fuckin' rage, bitch

I heard they talking' shit about me

Tell me what they saying

All these niggas lame, bitch

Fruitcakes I winna hang them

They really be stupid motherfuckers

Don't know they lame, bitch

Shawty say I'm angry

But really I'm not angry

Just really gettin' tired of these

Fuck niggas tryna play me

Can I up the score

I just want me some bags

I just want me some clothes

I just want me some cars

Bad bitches on the floor

Yeah, yeah I'm big bad nigga

And I'm runnin' up a bag

On your fuck nigga, yeah, yeah

If she a bad little bitch

Tell her throw that ass back

Oh, hell, hell, yeah

For the camera

Put that shit on the banner

Blues in the sink

Only thing she wanna handle

But I'm dropping' people

It's time for me to live large

Too many fuckin' scars

My emo mansion by the roar

I can see they all hate

Even when it's broad day

Little pussy, bitch, what nigga

I just want all cake

Even on my off day

I feel like I'm not ballin

So I gotta get this money

Jump up just like I am Jordan

Baby, can you do me a favor

Jump that ass, I don't hate you

You a pretty little flower

You pretty, I like your fragrance

I might just dig you down right now

What the fuck is you Tryna say, bitch

I put chains and whips on you, girl

Fuck is you saying

Yeah, yeah, fuck, saying