E-ER Song Lyrics (DJ Scheme) – Download Free Lyrics PDF & Ringtone Here

E-ER Lyrics Song is the latest English song Sung by DJ Scheme feat Lil Yachty, Danny Towers & Ski Mask the Slump God. E-ER song lyrics are Given by DJ Scheme, Lil Yachty, Ski Mask the Slump God & Danny Towers and This song was released on the official youtube channel DJ Scheme. Here One can find E-ER Song Lyrics Pdf in French, Spanish & English. Download E-ER Song Ringtone, E-ER Song Mp3 Download.

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E-ER Song Information:

Song Title E-ER
Singer DJ Scheme
Featuring Lil Yachty, Danny Towers & Ski Mask the Slump God
Release date December 4, 2020
Music Label DJ Scheme

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E-ER Song Lyrics By DJ Scheme:

Y’all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil’ bitch

I’m sippin’ tea, beat what I eat
Kicked up the feet, no Assassin’s Creed
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Good reflexes like U knocked at the knee
Accept defeat, you, I delete
Mi boots from Greece made with feathers from geese
Counting loose leaf with the face of deceased
Count up the bread, count up the yeast
This is for Mi nemesis, white folk
If U pull up, then you’rе dead, uh-uh, rifle
We gon’ cross him likе the symbol on a Bible
Call him Spongebob ’cause he movin’ life without spinal, huh
Never not woke, Mi gland pineal
On the patio fucking Princess’s peach, Mario
Yellow Louis V overalls on me, look like Wario
On the mic, I’m an animal, hear the cardio through audio

If U want beef, capisce (Hahaha)
Smokin’ on tree, hashish (Yow)
She said, “No, don’t leave”
Baby, I’m oh-so green (What’s that shit ’cause it better not be)
We got Dracs, sticks, all type of blicks (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Blood on Mi back, don’t get caught in a blitz (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Chopsticks, got me a pick (Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh)
Steppin’ on shit, put Mi foot in a brick (Eeh)

Fuck U mean? (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup)
Huh, oh, I’m ready (Haha)
Yuh (Oh, shit), yuh

I’m in the land of the lost, now I’m chill, Jack Frost
Yeah, Mi conscience like Constantine, that hot sauce
Jack Skellington limbs ’cause I’m known to pop off
And I’m one with the force, so this saber is Mi sword

Got the dick tucked in like RuPaul
Two bananas and a boat in the U-Haul (Huh)
And the dope look sick like Wuhan
‘Nother brick comin’ in from Tucson (Racks)
I was too piffed up when a nigga walked in
I was servin’ up bricks at a low end (White)
I got too much boof stuffed in Mi pants (Huh, huh, huh, huh-huh-huh)
I could probably fuck around, build a snowman (Huh-huh-huh, huh-huh-huh)
And it’s stone, no Mason, say I’m chillin’ with your bitch
It’s for him and her like Rozan
‘Cause this shit go down when a nigga get wet
Should’ve never put your life in a ho hands

If U want beef, capisce (Hahaha)
Smokin’ on tree, hashish (Yow)
She said, “No, don’t leave”
Baby, I’m oh-so green (What’s that shit ’cause it better not be)
We got Dracs, sticks, all type of blicks (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Blood on Mi back, don’t get caught in a blitz (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Chopsticks, got me a pick (Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh)
Steppin’ on shit, put Mi foot in a brick (Eeh)

Kick a bitch to the curb if she don’t speak with manners (Hee, hee)
Mi house sit alone behind gates by the manor (Hee, hee)
Mi new hoes look whiter than Carlos Santana (Hee, hee)
Mi bitch from the hood, mamas hustled on camera (Hee, go)
School from the seventies
Could’ve been dropped by the first time I signed for Mi boy
That was English like city of Oxford
Just finessed some pussy, I need me an Oscar
I thought I want kids ’til I sat by a toddler
Recorded two hits in one hour at Doppler (Two)
I walk in Mi house naked holding Mi chopper (Frrt)
We do the same shit, we change names just like soccer
Mi jewelry box looking like Davy Jones’ locker
I want Addison Rae to become Mi doctor and check on Mi privates (Woo)
Put her in a skirt and a scarf like a pilot
He didn’t make it past the first clip like a pilot (Frrt)
I’m sick, I need medicine before I riot
Mi bitch pussy sweet, it help with Mi diet
Can’t go off the label, boy, I gotta eye it
I gotta smell, I gotta taste it

Haha, hahaha, yaow, frrt (On God, slatt)
What’s this, what’s this?
What’s that shit ’cause it better not be
Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh, eeh (Go)
Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh, eeh (Slatt, damn)
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup
Hahaha, oh shit

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