Soundtracks - Emergency lyrics

[Intro] (Taurus) (Run that back, Turbo) [Chorus: Gunna] 911 Porsche, it's emergency (Ooh) Kick in the door, it's a burglary (Ooh) Light his ass up, burnin' third-degree (Ooh) Twenty-five racks for a surgery (Ooh) I know you just actin' tough When I really pull up, you gon' call the authorities (Ooh) I run it up, gotta see who I really can trust 'Cause these ni**as ain't for me (Ooh, ooh, ooh) [Verse 1: Gunna] I'm in the ring and my back 'gainst the ropes I'm a young king and I'm keepin' 'em woke Jumped off the porch, went and got what I want Smokin' Biscotti, it smell like a skunk Take care my mama and brother and nephews Now what the fu*k else is you payin' for? I sat on the block, but didn't go to school of the hard knocks And wasn't none of this planned for I bought her the big body Jaguar We pull up with sticks like a task force It's two-twenty MP the dashboard GunWunna, young Wunna a bad boy Own business, I got me a company key Go get it, I get it, ain't workin' for free You wan' see that show, gotta pay you a fee She want a big Birkin, the big Bentley B (Big Bentley B) I'm servin' this cash (Yeah) Come with it, we kill him, ain't no sympathy Dig up the grass (Yeah) Then bury his body, don't nobody speak [Chorus: Gunna] 911 Porsche, it's emergency (Ooh) Kick in the door, it's a burglary (Ooh) Light his ass up, burnin' third-degree (Ooh) Twenty-five racks for a surgery (Ooh) I know you just actin' tough When I really pull up, you gon' call the authorities (Ooh) I run it up, gotta see who I really can trust 'Cause these ni**as ain't for me [Verse 2: 21 Savage] I'm sippin' on purple, no Bape (21) I put them racks on a plate (I did) Say you want smoke, we gon' come where you stay Take my gun everywhere, I'm from the A We call her thottie, you callin' her bae Every ni**a try it, we slid on tape ni**a playin' tough, got hit with the Drac' Rich and paranoid, in the hills with a K Nip it in the bud, I check that (21) Your b*tch in the vert, in my lap where her neck at Pull up in your hood, we'll stretch that (Straight up) Your lil' ni**a starvin', send him a care pack First-time owner, no CARFAX (Big facts) We got the same kinda guns like Star Trek Don't need no keys to start that (Pussy) So many hoes in this car, man, park that [Chorus: Gunna & Young Thug] 911 Porsche, it's emergency (Ooh) Kick in the door, it's a burglary (Ooh) Light his ass up, burnin' third-degree (Ooh) Twenty-five racks for a surgery (Ooh) I know you just actin' tough When I really pull up, you gon' call the authorities (Ooh) I run it up, gotta see who I really can trust (Yeah, yeah) 'Cause these ni**as ain't for me [Verse 3: Young Thug] I call the play with the stick (Call the play) And my lil' ho got a kick (Blatt) She spent a night at the spot (fu*k) Then I had fed her some grits (Let's go) I had her su*king on co*k (Yeah) I made her think that she rich, yeah (Rich) I gave a b*tch lockjaws (Lock) I'm a real gangsta, no glitch (Facts) I just had hopped in a Mercury (Slatt) Then we had pulled up like four deep (SEX) b*tch told me she was just pregnant I told the b*tch she can't have it, no extortin' me (Ha) I had to pick out my carats myself and they yellow, the b*tch like a bumblebee (Bee) I put the dope on the jet and I fly to Seattle to meet me a Portuguese (Turn up) [Chorus: Gunna] 911 Porsche, it's emergency (Ooh) Kick in the door, it's a burglary (Ooh) Light his ass up, burnin' third-degree (Ooh) Twenty-five racks for a surgery (Ooh) I know you just actin' tough When I really pull up, you gon' call the authorities (Ooh) I run it up, gotta see who I really can trust 'Cause these ni**as ain't for me [Outro: Young Thug] I call the play with the stick (Call the play) And my lil' ho got a kick (Blatt) I call the play with the stick (Call the play) And my lil' ho got a kick (Blatt) I call the play with the stick (Call the play) And my lil' ho got a kick (Blatt) I call the play with the stick (Call the play) And my lil' ho got a kick (Blatt)