Deli 2.0 (feat. E.T. Gunzman)

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Vr Veto

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Get that backend and make that shit double Sippin' the mud so the cup got a double
She say I'm a dog and I need me a muzzle I'm whippin' a hooptie tryna stay out of
trouble Stickin' and movin' with that sack, I can't
fumble ass be to fat, got me rippin' her bundle

I'm keepin' it on me, so why would I tussle? I'm sippin' the migo too high off the brussel sprouts
Niggas pushing 40 in a drought ,Hands on her ankles ,she gon' make that shit
bounce  Where you from
Well I'm from the south of the south ,That's cool what you bout

Either makin' bread on the route Either rolling dank or I'm off of the loud
Either in them toys tryna run up the miles ,Makes sense
I come from D A D E Before that O five put that three
Me and  E T  like Shaq and Kobe On the three peat  like back in 03's

Middle of your eyes lock on with that beam I'm a real lifer I'm takin the high speed
With a opp in the blunt and the glock on my seat
I live life on the edge so I'm poppin' RP's

Let me step back, shoot about six Niggas be bitches, they know what it is

Keep playin' games we gon' hit at the kids Stop saving you know the bitch lit
4-5 take a nigga out the whip, Watch that bitch blow, watch the bullet hit
his hip, Niggas cappin' like they ain't get hit
Brody get horny, he'll lick on your bitch OG Bz hopped out the whip

VR and Stalker  he sittin' on shit get to flappin' the flap until somebody hit
Cap rapping that's a new trend ,Just you don't bring a friend
Who me? I ride to the end Niggas actin' too weird, we could never be friends

Get that backend and make that shit double Sipping' the mud so the cup got a double

She say I'm a dog and I need me a muzzle I'm whippin' a hooptie, tryna stay out of trouble
Stickin' and moving' with that sack, I can't fumble
Ass be too fat got me rippin' her bundle I'm keepin' it on me, so why would I tussle
I'm sippin' the Migo too high off the brussel

Sprouts
Niggas pushing 40 in a drought ,Hands on the ankle  she gone make that shit bounce
Where you from? Well, I'm from the south of the south
That's cool, what you bout

Either makin' bread on the route Either rolling dank or I'm off of the loud
Either in them toys tryna run up the miles
Makes sense
I come from D A D E

Before that O five put that three
Me and  ET like Shaq and Kobe
On a three Peat, like back in O three
Middle of your eyes, Lock on with that beam
I'm a real lifer, I'm takin the high speed
With a opp in a blunt and a Glock on my seat
I live life on the edge, so I'm poppin' R.P.s

I don't think they know, yeah

I don't think they know for real ET
They thought this shit was over man
This shit just gettin' started

I be tellin' ET that I know we gon' win
F*ck up a sack, I'ma do it again
Feel like I'm Aang  I send shots in the wind
He with just and we fucked on his bitch
Niggas so cap like they workin' for Lids

ET like Tazz I know he gon' spin
We pumping that iron, but not in no gym
We takin' them shots, but not on no rim

No Gronk but I be on the route
I'm a big grouper of nigga no I'm not a trout
Kangaroo vibes keep a Glock in a pouch
I know you not like that cause you need your ass a vouch
Beating her tonsils  ,I'm all in her mouth

Poured bout a dozen, so I done lost count
They thought I was dead, cause I come from the ground
I'ma smoke in the booth, and I smoke by the pound
I'm the king of this shit, nigga  give me my crown

Been feelin' hazy, man, I think it's the brown
They claim they real, but they can't hold it down
Check the forecast, and its money season
Niggas keep dissin' and don't got a reason

Don't do the beef like a young nigga vegan
Ride  with that sack and I cannot be speeding
I hit from the back on the booty, I'm squeezin
I don't think they know

Niggas be fakin', you know how that be
I'm cooling Im focus on me
VR a  pull up and clear up the scene
Get the Frrrd , you know what I mean

Brody  tall and he long, so he shoot like Yao Ming
Difference is, I'm a clapper for free
Brody love me, he clappin' for me

Woah,

I got them hoes by the bundle, I told Brody, huddle
Niggas cant walk round this bitch, but they thinkin' it's that
So they know they in trouble
I just linked up with VR
He pulled up with wock, so you know it's a double

Just chill, I got it, I'm on it
Four pound, I up it, he fumble

No Gronk, but I be on the route
I'm a big grouper nigga no i am not a trout
Kangaroo vibes, keep a glock  in a pouch
I know you not like that, cause you need your ass a vouch
Beating her tonsils I'm all in her mouth
Poured bout a dozen, so I done lost count

They thought I was dead, cause I come from the ground
I'ma smoke in the booth , and I smoke by the pound
I'm the king of this shit nigga give me my crown
Been feeling hazy man I think it's the brown

They Claim they real, but they can't hold it down
Check the forecast and it's money season
Niggas keep dissing and don't got a reason
Don't do the beef like a young nigga vegan

Ride with that second, I cannot be speedin
I hit from the back on the booty, I'm squeezin

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