EMP

[Intro]
Bitch I got, ayy, uh
Bitch I got, ayy, yeah, yeah (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Uh, ayy

[Chorus]
Bitch I got fire pack on me right now
Talkin' too much, God damn, pipe down (Bitch)
EMP, knock the lights out (Yeah)
EMP, lights out, bitch
EMP, lights out (Go), EMP, lights out (Go)
EMP, lights out (Go), EMP, lights out (Out, bitch)

[Verse 1]
Sound the alarm, opps here armed
Loosen the chain let the dogs in the yard (Arf)
She fuck with me and the tats on my arms
And the tats on my neck, baby, kiss where they are
Home girls down, shut shit down (Bitch)
Hot back then and I'm still hot now
Bad lil' bitch finna break shit down
Go ahead, throw it back and make it go 'round and 'round (Go, go, go, go, go, go)
Sorry, small intermission
Move through the club like I'm goin' on a mission
Carry the chop and I'm swift with precision
Someone tell cops, I don't do supervision (Nah)
And tell the owner, I need me some distance (No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
(Some distance, some distance)
(Ayy, peace to the owner, they gave me some distance)
(Yeah, give me some distance, boy)

[Hook]
Ayy, let me see you back it up, back it up, five feet
Ba-back it up, back it up, ten feet
Ba-back it up, back it up, twenty feet
Ba-back it up, back it up, fifty feet, ayy
Please get the fuck back, get the fuck back
Pl-please get the fuck back, get the fuck back
Please get the fuck back, get the fuck back
Pl-please get the fuck back, get the fuck back

[Chorus]
Ayy, bitch I got fire pack on me right now
Talkin' too much, God damn, pipe down (Bitch)
EMP, knock the lights out (Yeah)
EMP, lights out, bitch
EMP, lights out (Go), EMP, lights out (Go)
EMP, lights out (Go), EMP, lights out (Out, bitch)

[Verse 2]
Br-br-brand new whip and it came with a turbo
Rubber on my tire like backwoods, burn slow
Ballin' like A.I., I just need cornrows
I ain't even gotta go to practice, I was born dope
I didn't pay for a feature on my track list
Hit her from the back and she turn to an adlib
I ain't even goin' outside, 'til the racks hit
West coast, baby grew up on the mach ten
She said, "Who the fuck is that?"
She wouldn't know, she just listens to me
Grew up on rock but she listens to me
We gon' break up, she said, "listen to me"
I'm done, psych
Young, rich and dumb, I don't stop at the light
See me at the club and I might start a fight
Might get to drunk, back up on me, like

[Hook]
Back it up, back it up, five feet
Ba-back it up, back it up, ten feet
Ba-back it up, back it up, twenty feet
Ba-back it up, back it up, fifty feet, ayy
Please get the fuck back, get the fuck back
Pl-please get the fuck back, get the fuck back
Please get the fuck back, get the fuck back
Pl-please get the fuck back, get the fuck back

[Outro]
The world is yours