ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
F*ck the Tri state area
The C town is merrier
The flow so delirious
Do not cross the barrier
If music's a disease we the carriers
Your smiles is hilarious
If y'all's was a bitch you would marry us
I could never be a motherf*cker with a gold strap
Peace in my mind only thinking bout a fat ass backstage
Maxed out credit card never need a taxi but damn
I need a pussy to relax me
Lysergic in the membrane
All of you well trained rats
In the well trained map called life
Found a short cut you only need a light
So smoke a f*cking blunt don't care if you is black or white or yellow hello my good fellow
We only hit a lick if it bounce like jello
And We spit with patience
Ain't lawyers but we passed the bar examination
We don't live for expectation
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
Where your head be beat cha deadly
Think twice when you go against me
Trigger finger blasting players never asking
What's your name what's your style
Baby girl I'm only here for a while
Cheers to the night here's to my life
Pop champagne cuz I feel no pain
But I feel your Brain when you're digging it closer
Pussy make me feel like the moon when she Rover
It's over when I bust quick my nut squish and she never spit shit
Future wifey from my bitch when I shoot my future kids on her clit should've worn a rubber shit
Still
Hoes caressing manifesting what the man is best in
Yeah this my destiny hoes never said hi now caressing me the recipe don't Pester me for quick relief I contact your bitch for a quick release
Tushar Tharayil bout to make history
Ain't no mystery my soul is young the chosen one
I'm Frodos son I've just begun soon
Selling out stages in Vegas outrageous they say this is me yuh
Walls on my street gots fetish for the feet told a bitch that
She suck me clean man
What a f*cking life I'm living on the EC
Last night my momma told me stay clean
So I cleaned a line of Molly don't stop me cus the party just got started
And I'm too f*cked to give a f*ck
Now I gotta pay to get my teeth cleaned
They said
EC just a bunch of broke rappers
It's true
Made the mixtape with a dime and my troops
We don't ever fine dine
Bunch of apes on the loose
Brock beat G glue
Acid tabs and Looney tunes
I don't f*ck w guys like lil blew
No truce
Will bruise and chew you spit you out like bad food
And lemme talk about those bust clips abduct chicks
Shit that we don't f*ck w in music we out our trust in
Stunting or nothing for something
I'm debunking your bluffing
So start running
I'll be giving u dope to sell
To the brothers in holding cells
F*ck parties at Novotel
EC boys be on something else
Repping drip that's the Delhi clan treat women like a Tamil man
Ak by my side that's Taliban
In the sheets I'm your Mama's man
I said it before and I'll say it again I'm the dopest of the dopest man do you get that boy
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
Eastcoastmovement - ECM Ain't Nothin' to Fuck With (feat. Tushar Tharayil) Lyrics
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ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
F*ck the Tri state area
The C town is merrier
The flow so delirious
Do not cross the barrier
If music's a disease we the carriers
Your smiles is hilarious
If y'all's was a bitch you would marry us
I could never be a motherf*cker with a gold strap
Peace in my mind only thinking bout a fat ass backstage
Maxed out credit card never need a taxi but damn
I need a pussy to relax me
Lysergic in the membrane
All of you well trained rats
In the well trained map called life
Found a short cut you only need a light
So smoke a f*cking blunt don't care if you is black or white or yellow hello my good fellow
We only hit a lick if it bounce like jello
And We spit with patience
Ain't lawyers but we passed the bar examination
We don't live for expectation
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
Where your head be beat cha deadly
Think twice when you go against me
Trigger finger blasting players never asking
What's your name what's your style
Baby girl I'm only here for a while
Cheers to the night here's to my life
Pop champagne cuz I feel no pain
But I feel your Brain when you're digging it closer
Pussy make me feel like the moon when she Rover
It's over when I bust quick my nut squish and she never spit shit
Future wifey from my bitch when I shoot my future kids on her clit should've worn a rubber shit
Still
Hoes caressing manifesting what the man is best in
Yeah this my destiny hoes never said hi now caressing me the recipe don't Pester me for quick relief I contact your bitch for a quick release
Tushar Tharayil bout to make history
Ain't no mystery my soul is young the chosen one
I'm Frodos son I've just begun soon
Selling out stages in Vegas outrageous they say this is me yuh
Walls on my street gots fetish for the feet told a bitch that
She suck me clean man
What a f*cking life I'm living on the EC
Last night my momma told me stay clean
So I cleaned a line of Molly don't stop me cus the party just got started
And I'm too f*cked to give a f*ck
Now I gotta pay to get my teeth cleaned
They said
EC just a bunch of broke rappers
It's true
Made the mixtape with a dime and my troops
We don't ever fine dine
Bunch of apes on the loose
Brock beat G glue
Acid tabs and Looney tunes
I don't f*ck w guys like lil blew
No truce
Will bruise and chew you spit you out like bad food
And lemme talk about those bust clips abduct chicks
Shit that we don't f*ck w in music we out our trust in
Stunting or nothing for something
I'm debunking your bluffing
So start running
I'll be giving u dope to sell
To the brothers in holding cells
F*ck parties at Novotel
EC boys be on something else
Repping drip that's the Delhi clan treat women like a Tamil man
Ak by my side that's Taliban
In the sheets I'm your Mama's man
I said it before and I'll say it again I'm the dopest of the dopest man do you get that boy
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
F*ck the Tri state area
The C town is merrier
The flow so delirious
Do not cross the barrier
If music's a disease we the carriers
Your smiles is hilarious
If y'all's was a bitch you would marry us
I could never be a motherf*cker with a gold strap
Peace in my mind only thinking bout a fat ass backstage
Maxed out credit card never need a taxi but damn
I need a pussy to relax me
Lysergic in the membrane
All of you well trained rats
In the well trained map called life
Found a short cut you only need a light
So smoke a f*cking blunt don't care if you is black or white or yellow hello my good fellow
We only hit a lick if it bounce like jello
And We spit with patience
Ain't lawyers but we passed the bar examination
We don't live for expectation
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
Where your head be beat cha deadly
Think twice when you go against me
Trigger finger blasting players never asking
What's your name what's your style
Baby girl I'm only here for a while
Cheers to the night here's to my life
Pop champagne cuz I feel no pain
But I feel your Brain when you're digging it closer
Pussy make me feel like the moon when she Rover
It's over when I bust quick my nut squish and she never spit shit
Future wifey from my bitch when I shoot my future kids on her clit should've worn a rubber shit
Still
Hoes caressing manifesting what the man is best in
Yeah this my destiny hoes never said hi now caressing me the recipe don't Pester me for quick relief I contact your bitch for a quick release
Tushar Tharayil bout to make history
Ain't no mystery my soul is young the chosen one
I'm Frodos son I've just begun soon
Selling out stages in Vegas outrageous they say this is me yuh
Walls on my street gots fetish for the feet told a bitch that
She suck me clean man
What a f*cking life I'm living on the EC
Last night my momma told me stay clean
So I cleaned a line of Molly don't stop me cus the party just got started
And I'm too f*cked to give a f*ck
Now I gotta pay to get my teeth cleaned
They said
EC just a bunch of broke rappers
It's true
Made the mixtape with a dime and my troops
We don't ever fine dine
Bunch of apes on the loose
Brock beat G glue
Acid tabs and Looney tunes
I don't f*ck w guys like lil blew
No truce
Will bruise and chew you spit you out like bad food
And lemme talk about those bust clips abduct chicks
Shit that we don't f*ck w in music we out our trust in
Stunting or nothing for something
I'm debunking your bluffing
So start running
I'll be giving u dope to sell
To the brothers in holding cells
F*ck parties at Novotel
EC boys be on something else
Repping drip that's the Delhi clan treat women like a Tamil man
Ak by my side that's Taliban
In the sheets I'm your Mama's man
I said it before and I'll say it again I'm the dopest of the dopest man do you get that boy
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
ECM ain't nothin' to f*ck with
Writer: Kabir Lal, Tushar Tharayil, Vikram Selvaraj
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid