Текст песни DELI (Freestyle) - Gudda Chyld

Only be fuckin' with ten's
Only be fuckin' with ten's
Gang
Gah
(Stop playin' with 'em, Riot)
Five percent tint so the windows, John Cena
My diamonds, Katrina, my pockets on FEMA

I'm fuckin' a diva, a warrior Xena
Ain't rockin' my hips, I ain't fuckin' Shakira
Swingin' these clips turn your face, into pizza
Black hoodie, the reaper, ride off and then leave ya

Girl was a vegan, now she a meat-eater
While chokin' my chicken, she beefin' with PETA
Me with a tommy, I'm feelin' like Tommy
I let 'em all have it, I'm Frankie and Johnny's

Dodgin' a L just like, Light Yagami
Packin' the heater and ice the party
Niggas ain't beefin', they sliced salami
She callin' me king, so I son you like Bronnie

Whole lotta money, can't even much count it
You foldin', your paper, you make origamis
Tell me the dilly, I'm up in the deli
She wanted a meet, now my meat in her belly

Sellin' that cake, so I call her Lil' Debbie
Pissin' 'em off in the mask, R. Kelly
Skrrd in a car, when I leave in a Helly
I'm sellin' these percs, baby, this ain't no fetty

Shoot me a text, I'm a vet just like Chevy
Ain't rockin' my hips, but the metal is heavy
Take out the plugs just to plug myself in
Back that ass up while I'm pushin' it in
Alexandra, luv baby, I'm always on ten

Handle my business, stay managing shit
Handle my bitches like handling clips Pharrell
I'm switchin' 'em out once I hit
Grippin' the AR tits, sexual harassment

Talkin' that shit, now he dead, embarrassin
How you a druggy and sayin, you sellin' 'em?
Servin' them skittles, white boys like Eminem
Off of your ex but you keep on DM'n him?

Claimin' you love me, but fuckin' on Twin and nem
Still ain't touchin' me, feelin' like Zimmerman
Bitches wan't fuck on me soon, I'm drillin' them
Still like Terio, oouu, killin' 'em

I need Sexyy Red, tip drillin' like Nelly, here
Fuckin' on 10's all on the top of these ones
She slurpin' my dick, almost choked on my gun
I slide on your block and I empty the drum

Fuckin' the world, mother nature gon' cum
You itty, lil' bitty, lil' bitches, my sons
My city gon' see me, I'm litty on God
My bitches is petty and pretty in one

Switches on glizzies, now who they gon' jump?
The ratta go tatta, another disaster a
Matter of fact, I'm just closin' that chapter
You actors just actin' like gangsta's on apps

Caught his ass, after
Lackin' ass bastard
I spanked his ass Nickelodeon
Splatter, I killed me a nigga

Do black eyes still matter?
(That VL nigga did that)
Five percent tint, so the windows John Cena my diamonds
Katrina, my pockets on FEMA

I'm fuckin' the diva
A warrior, Xena ain't rockin my hips, I ain't fuckin' Shakira
Swingin' these clips
Turn your face into pizza
Black hoodie, the Reaper ride off and then leave ya
Girl was a vegan, now she a meat-eater
While chokin' my chicken
She beefin' with PETA

Five percent tint, so the windows John Cena
My diamonds, Katrina
My pockets on FEMA
I'm fuckin' a diva
A warrior, Xena
Ain't rockin, my hips, I ain't fuckin' Shakira

Swingin' these clips turn your face
Into pizza
Black hoodie, the Reaper
Ride off and then leave ya
Girl was a vegan, now she a meat-eater

While chokin' my chicken
She beefin' with PETA