[Chorus: $EMMY!]
Ayy, yeah, got a couple dilemmas I'm solving with lowering levels of liquid in glass jars
I'm a couple, me several, I'm tossing and throwing them gently not to make glass shards
Got a couple experiments on at the sterile environment writing me flashcards
Got a couple of devils on top of me knowing they revel and knowing that life's hard

[Verse 1: $EMMY!]
Ayy, I like my burger with cheese, gas in my lungs and I wheeze
The weight keeping me on my knees, never be feeling the ease
I got a pocket I'm tryna stuff it with a box of something with some green
You think we homies you sticking to me people started think we Siamese
Uh, we not the same
You think you know me but why the fuck didn't you tell me 'bout what the fuck's up in my brain?
Why is the only thing keeping me sane also make me go crazy when people explain?
Explain what the fuck to have fun anymore, I need something with forty percent of my veins, something to weaken my brain

[Chorus: $EMMY!]
Got a couple dilemmas I'm solving with lowering levels of liquid in glass jars
I'm a couple, me several, I'm tossing and throwing them gently not to make glass shards
Got a couple experiments on at the sterile environment writing me flashcards
Got a couple of devils on top of me knowing they revel and knowing that life's hard

[Verse 2: MC Kudge]
I like my burger with fries, I like my head in the thighs
Man this fucking future took me forty different tries, I guess that I'm incentivised
Or misidentified, when you think I'm saying thighs I'm referring to anime
Or when I'm trying to trap, you think that it's anthem and that's some that it would've plan today
I'm handsome, I feel like I'm gaining weight
I'm rapping I feel like I'm Aaron May
Stop cappin', I made that you play this, it's basic, it's full of it, and I've been making a fool of it
I made it a ten and you rate it a two of course
It doesn't matter, fuck you I ain't doing remorse
Put on new clothes, moving to stores, man fuck it I can't even do it no more
I switch flows like we switch labels, my gold on LA Lakers
Get cash, advanced up, and add some like bitch we made ya'
But I'm no Ye, I make worries but, we get no appraisal
The fuck out my face ho', I need forty percent to run straight through my brain though
I need forty percent of the cut, forty year old tryna fuck
And even fourteen, I ain't catching no case though, a little distasteful
And I'll take out your sixty percent put that shit on the table
I'll take it and make it and double the case ho'
And you think I'm unable? Okay bro
[Chorus: $EMMY!]
Yeah, got a couple dilemmas I'm solving with lowering levels of liquid in glass jars
I'm a couple, me several, I'm tossing and throwing them gently not to make glass shards
Got a couple experiments on at the sterile environment writing me flashcards
Got a couple of devils on top of me knowing they revel and knowing that life's hard
Got a couple dilemmas I'm solving with lowering levels of liquid in glass jars
I'm a couple, me several, I'm tossing and throwing them gently not to make glass shards
Got a couple experiments on at the sterile environment writing me flashcards
Got a couple of devils on top of me knowing they revel and knowing that life's hard