Belly Squad - Deceitful Lyrics

Lyrics Deceitful - Belly Squad



These niggas deceitful,
These niggas deceitful (Deceitful)
Bang it all for my people,
Bang it all for my people
They must think that we're equal,
They must think that we're equal (Whaaat?)
Me and these niggas ain't equal (Wheeew)
Smoking merry like she legal
On the net, you were talking hella crap
Man I saw you, you were sitting on the dap
I tell a opp, but you don't wanna lie
Me and my niggas just smoking like a pack
I got niggas in east, I got niggas in south
They will leave 'em deceased
Yeah, nigga no doubt (bop)
Yo, I got niggas in the trap
Tryna make a livin sellin all the crack
Yo, my don told me he wanna hear that fire
Told him, 'Give me a minute I need to get higher'
(Give me a minute)
I don't believe it, you're a liar
Man I lift 'em up, I stick em up like a flyer
With the squad and that's Belly
Got a brownie roll, and that smelly
Ringing me, she keep ringing me
This phone's ringing off like that semi
These niggas deceitful,
These niggas deceitful (Deceitful)
Bang it all for my people,
Bang it all for my people
They must think that we're equal,
They must think that we're equal (Whaaat?)
Me and these niggas ain't equal (Wheeew)
Smoking merry like she legal
I remember looking bummy at the drink up
Now all the gang want fi link up (Pree)
I remember mummy saying go sleep
But that's was so long, so I been up
On the road to riches
Got these fake niggas in my DMs like bitches
Drive-by hits niggas, leave no witness
Just a bit of smoke or a black whip tinted
Talk about tools, my niggas bought those
Talk about shoots, my niggas walk those
Bro got a 1 Series M Sport
Have him driving to your block in sports mode
All my bros are trappin, yeah the full load
All my other brother need is a pin and a sort code
Till he's up on the P, like rice on a plate, with bread
That's a full load
These niggas deceitful,
These niggas deceitful (Deceitful)
Bang it all for my people,
Bang it all for my people
They must think that we're equal,
They must think that we're equal (Whaaat?)
Me and these niggas ain't equal (Wheeew)
Smoking merry like she legal
I'm the boy, they wanna envy
Get P, talk about gyals, I got plenty (A lot)
Couldn't beef the bros, we're not them g's
[?] gives two F's call that fendi
Switch it up, call it sauce
Let me dab a sec, pause
Wait a minute, fresh
New bal's on the curb when a step
Relevancy lost cause I said that
West gyal want the wood, she fi tek that (Teck it)
Hit the wraith tell bros keep for park it (Skrrt)
You're a likkle man (Skrr) I'm an artist (Skrrt, Skrrt)
Do the roll, for my bro if I have to
And make it [?] then freeze like a statue (Freeze!)
She sat me once, I got [?]
She to onto me like a tattoo
These niggas deceitful,
These niggas deceitful (Deceitful)
Bang it all for my people,
Bang it all for my people
They must think that we're equal,
They must think that we're equal (Whaaat?)
Me and these niggas ain't equal (Wheeew)
Smoking merry like she legal
These niggas deceitful,
These niggas deceitful (Deceitful)
Bang it all for my people,
Bang it all for my people
They must think that we're equal,
They must think that we're equal (Whaaat?)
Me and these niggas ain't equal (Wheeew)
Smoking merry like she legal



Writer(s): THEODORE JOMBLA, TITUS JOMBLA, J O AGYEPONG, REMMI MAXWELL


Belly Squad - Deceitful
Album Deceitful
date of release
23-09-2017




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