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emilio rojas - just started lyrics

[hook: emilio rojas]
four, five, six, b-tches, i just started
balenciaga sneakers, homie, i just started
machete in a closet, hater, i just started
tatted on my body, baby, i just started
hold up, i be blowing money quicker than a motherf-cking lotto
and uh pour up, i be sipping all the liquor like a younging never got a liver
hold up, i be getting women stripping like they never had a father figure
roll up, i be rolling uptown with a lot of k!llers riding with us

[verse 1: emilio rojas]
i’m talking my sh-t ‘cause i’m walking my sh-t, give a f-ck what you say
give a f-ck what you spend on it homie, we don’t give a f-ck what you pay
it ain’t flier than this, mama look good and i’m flying her in
if i’m gonna hit, i’mma need the carfax for that p-ssy to see what her mileage is
n0body wild as the kid, no one k!ll beats and get live as the kid
no one expected it, i disrespect me a legend, declining to sign to his sh-t
hold up, all these b-tches love me, leave ‘em brokenhearted
took a couple shots, f-ck it, i just started

[hook]

[verse 2: emilio rojas]
i’d rather eat p-ssy than eat with you p-ssies, you such a disgrace
i been to your crib and i seen how you live, you are not what you say
f-ck lending you money for feeding your family, that’s just not okay
and the way that i’m living, i know that you showing me love with your hate
showing the love with the hate, get out of my way ‘cause you running in place
we be getting tables and b-tches in vegas
while you playing russian roulette with your face
hold up, all these b-tches love me, leave ‘em brokenhearted
took a couple shots, f-ck it, i just started

[hook]

[verse 3: bodega bamz]
b-tch sniff caine off my third leg, i said b-tch sniff caine off my third leg
i’m in the industry just to get a black card
school of hard knocks, i’mma shoot the cap off
1.5 only offer i accept, didn’t ask for more, one of my many regrets
i got a b-tch on riverside loving the view
i slide out when the sun up, she knowing the cue
dirty sprite, winged gram ls on the pestes
i move water out the gate like i’m nixon
presidential my tip, the tahoe with the rims
24 deep dish, this sh-t ride with a limp
matte black, mini-tank, filling up is a b-tch
keep a gallon of that henny
honey buzzing the crib, it’s all love, papi

[hook]

- emilio rojas lyrics

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