DELIRIOUS (feat. Solo)
5SB Mufasa
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I prolly merch dat I'll drill a nigga We eat the most WETM up just like skilla nigga Ian see my bitch inna few months boutta Driller nigga Might just ill a Nigga Send a bitch onna setup and have her Bill pill a nigga Bitch we don't like you like that I keep my pipe in my sweats I got 4 legs the other one to serve F*ck protect Cuddy piping This nigga had the nerve to buss patek Bitch you hangin wit tha gang u gotta kno You throwin neck Just Stepped inna party ain't no reason for you to turn down Nigga Been telegramming all da zips Think I'm locked in nigga A nigga making hella plays Top ten Ten speed she hopped in She ain't met Five Star Den pipe down Nigga Shit ion hoop but watch me break the press This winter thinking Tennessee wearing givenchy sweats I wanna do the Burberry Ain't do bushemi yet That's some petty neck I told lil mama you is not a vet What you niggas call hanging We gang gangin F*ck rather be maintaining Got my nuts hanging Backwood man dis bitch hella dankish And she a demon with the throat But I told lil mama that she my angel ITS A MUST I'm Prada down like delirious NIGGA TRUST I'm riding round wit niggas Who don't be giving a f*ck Shit I'm da chief around dis bitch You try to run off wit some keef Around dis bitch Gone get yo ass faneto'd Walk in the function alla bitches like ... She vocal about it She love da buffs bitch... She love when I'm stroking I'm deep asf bitch... This some distressed demim Wasted ambition Nigga move When I yell out... That mean I'm tryna get some lickey Me and solo back to back Man this shit always gone be wicked Man I hate a neat bitch You kno I wanna a freak bitch Thick bitch Man you kno I love my bitches icky vick Baby back it up just like a iCloud And twerk sum Bro be high asl Moonwalking still a earth sum We ain't never shy with dem racks Think I'm durk cousin And we been da wave All these niggas tryna surf sum Yea.. Do yo homework round dis bitch It hit different When they see you go from Honda to a Benz Palm angels Saint Laurent You woulda thought I neva sinned Seen the door and kicked it open Now the paper coming in Bitch yea like what these niggas on Oh they prolly mad we got they bitches Inna figure four Maybe it's because we flexin on em Like a fitness pose We gone treat this shit just like the principal And send em home The biggest nigga running shit I need Olympic gold Shawty got me drowning inner ocean Told her send the boat I can feel this shit been building up I kno I'm finna blow Life is on the line I keep a rod This ain't no fishing pole Hmm Who you bank wit Free bandz Like they locked up Jack X runners on my feet put them crocs up When you ballin on em Watch yo back Or get crossed up Seen I'm really turnt Now she claiming that she knocked up Billie Jean only X I know is offwhite Feel like mike vick wit them racks Having dog fights Think it's shark week She gone show me what them jaws like Double D tits onna stick Need a bra right?
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Written by: Trey Carter, Anthony Whitehead
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