Hitt Of MCM - E.R. lyrics

[Intro: Hitt of MCM] Unseen, untouched, unopened, unspoken [Hook: Hitt of MCM] Every Thing RARE (x8) [Verse 1: Palermo Stone] Hold up I'm murder ‘em Yea I'm in the cut like a surgeon son Had loads of fun Now let a young n***a just learn you something It's MCM and the chosen one I'm TNT, I'mma blow or something Spillz roll that weed,lets blow the onion Let's get this bread and blow this money My jeans are crispy, my shoes are crispy Some cost me 50s, cost me hundreds Lost some missions, bagged some honeys We made some movies, we wrote the scripts, we control the scene Need that quarter back, the willie beam Spillz made it home, we built a team We get money, we live our dreams We taking over, no in-between like.. [DJ Spillz] “E.R.” [Hook: Hitt of MCM] Every Thing RARE (x8) [Verse 2: Palermo Stone] New money, New sh** New tats for my new b**h She on it like a see saw Talkin' up and down, when my thing long Her beach bod, rub my beach balls Maximum Cruz straight out the pack Yea I gave her pipe, yea I broke her back I paid the price, now I fade to black See I drop it off, then I make it back New kicks make my sh** complete Now, why bother, Y'all can not compete We make new hits, to say the least Might write this down just to save the sheet I left the Stu, Hitt made the beat Then I returned now look at me Yea, honestly, Yall ain't sh** to me [DJ Spillz] “E.R.” [Hook: Hitt of MCM] Every Thing RARE (x8) [Verse 3: Palermo Stone] My old b**h, got the stink face Cause my new b**h won that sweepstake Real n***a, ain't no cheap skate Cause my new b**h no cheap date So I stack it up, then blow it down My n***as paid we buying rounds I'm talking new swag, new bags New boards, we rad I'm Maximum Cruz to my boxers I smoke weed like them Rastas Talking pastas, red wines I'm too busy, got deadlines I'mma k** sh** til I redline I'mma tuck em in, it's bedtime I did his all in real time It's like every time I k** mine RARE