Over

By emotegi

Released on May 16, 2020

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[Intro]

Calling all units, calling all units

Emotegi has entered the vicinity, over

E-E-E-E-E-Emotegi


[Chorus: Emotegi]

Yeah, I'm over it

Tummy tuck ya life, hoodie over it

Catch a butterfly, clip its wings, so it's over with

Suicidal doors on my hearse, yeah, it was a gift

You can have it right back, bitch, I'm over it

Yeah, I'm over it

Tummy tuck ya life, hoodie over it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Catch a butterfly, clip its wings, so it's over with (Yeah, yeah)

Suicidal doors, till it hurts, it was just a kiss

You can have it right back, bitch, I'm over it


[Verse 1: Emotegi]

You do it like this

What the hell you waitin' for?

Throw it like that

Shut ya mouth and hit the floor

Run that shit back

Drop that ass, body party like a body horror

My nose is bleeding bad

Yeah, baby, can you break it more

Breakcore, she be doped up like a racehorse

I don't know what you reaching for, it ain't yours

Walk out, walk out, ready, get the Wok' out

You can get your shit wopped, yeah, bitch, run it up

[Chorus: Emotegi, Suri LTE, Both]

Yeah, I'm over it

Tummy tuck ya life, hoodie over it

Catch a butterfly, clip its wings, so it's over with

Suicidal doors on my hearse, yeah, it was a gift

You can have it right back, bitch, I'm over it

Yeah, I'm over it

Tummy tuck ya life, hoodie over it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Catch a butterfly, clip its wings, so it's over with (Yeah, yeah)

Suicidal doors, till it hurts, it was just a kiss

You can have it right back, bitch

I'm over it


[Verse 2: Suri LTE]

Let go, going AWOL

Why for? Take me off your radar

Suri pop, yeah, I drop

Then I'm gone, what’s wrong?

Suri, he so fake

He wouldn’t tell me his real name

I can never wait for the same, you all look the same

So you wanna play? Okay, lame, you got the last say

She say she love me, whatever that is

Do me a favor, save that shit

Suri, pain

Yeah, I messed up all my chemicals

Anyways

Now it’s clear you don’t wanna make it work

Have to say

Yeah, you really know how to make it hurt

It’s not my fault that makes it worse

Ten out of ten, I rated her, I’m over it

Get it back, I’m not settling

Though we could explore the worse parts of this heaven

Send back for it, back for it

Hope you didn’t lack on it

Yeah, uh, not gonna lie, you’re whack for this


[Outro: Emotegi]

For all my life, I never learned to cry

I watch you lie, do magic with your knife

Can you catch it 'tween ur eyes?

You're my catcher in the rye

But I don't really like to hate me, so I'm over it