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DaBaby

Deli (Freestyle)

 

Deli (Freestyle)


I'm tired of this chain, this shit heavy
Shit, I'm from the Southwest of Delhi (Yeah)
Shit, I got this thing from New York like to cuss me out, talk like Sharkiesha on Belly (Uh huh)
Yeah, nigga now I'm back for that get back
I was just trying to eat, they ain't let me
I put the switch on this bitch, it's a chopper, I hit it (frrrrr)
It sound like propellers
I heard niggas think Baby ain't got it
Tell my travel agent, "Order that private"
Nigga, I ain't even got nowhere to go
But I feel like flexing, so take me to an island
I hate when it's raining outside
Drop a nigga off when the sun shining
Pull up presidential in a phantom, Obama
Send a couple thousands to my baby mamas
I got a bitch from the Bronx, say she's feeling me
But I really won't fuck 'round with Hennessy
Tell my boy Set to go holla' at Cardi
Yo' lil' sister a motherfucking Barbie (Baby)
That shit niggas talking about garbage
I set this bitch off, get me started
You know I smoke out the pound of shit stank
When I walk in the bank, smell like somebody farted
Come on with your big ass, yeah
Hit him up, gon' get that shit bag, uh
When they found him, he was dead on the motherfucking scene
I'm the one did that (Nigga)
I got him, gon' play that cool, they ain't know it was me
I'm the one spent that
And that FN ain't got kickback
Yeah, pull up back-to-back Benz's, they mismatch
Tip the driver and send his lil' bitch back
You got it lil' buddy, yeah
I get a lil' nigga out of here, buddy
I hustle day and night, yeah, nigga gotta' be cutting (Uh-uh)
Becoming like the nigga gotta' be, baby
I'm known to get on your ass, drive a bitch crazy
Get to that bag, taking my babies
Stay with that fire, standing on business
I'ma shoot at you niggas every time that y'all playing
'Bout to switch it up to plain Jane jewelry
'Cause everything that glitter ain't gold
Niggas hoes, they ain't fooling me
Let it blow, nigga, ain't but fear of me
Except if my security don't bust it, I'm shooting my security
Growing up, nigga, mama made you fight back
I can't even shake the shit off from like that
I'm out the way, let me the fuck alone
If you ain't got a casket or ice pack
Shout out to Ice Spice

done

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