delicate - cashout mike lyrics
[verse]
he don’t want that pressure
choppa geek him out
bullets put his face up in the dirt
and now he freakin’ out
perky hit that boy right in the mental
now he tweakin’ out
no double cup or nothin’
b*tch you goofy, that sh*t leakin’ out
peakin’ out, why the feds keep peakin’ out?
b*tch i got no thoughts up in my brain
i swear i’m thinkin’ out
you talk hot on the internet
you p*ssy, might aswell say “meow”
i graduated from all of these goofy’s
where’s my f*cken’ gown?
i’m the greatest, i’m a leader
where’s my f*cken’ crown?
why you hatin’?
why you feinin’?
b*tch i’m smokin’ loud
choppa turned that boy into a skeleton
natural selection, that sh*t was so evident
choppin’ up this wood, this sh*t is heaven sent
i just wanna get bread, countin’ up these dividends
pack up in my pocket, sh*t is delicate
i just need my opps dead, if you know we spin again
i like gettin’ money for the h*ll of it
chop take off his head, he flyin’ like a pelican
geeked up, b*tch i’m really geeked up
this choppa move your seat up
my diamonds like a freezer (she’s geeza)
freaked up, b*tch you feelin’ freaked up
b*tch i really peaked up
this money needa keep up
creepin’ up, she never diggin’ deep enough
i swear to god i had enough
that fit is lookin’ really tough (she ain’t, uh)
[verse]
he don’t want that pressure
choppa geek him out
bullets put his face up in the dirt
and now he freakin’ out
perky hit that boy right in the mental
now he tweakin’ out
no double cup or nothin’
b*tch you goofy, that sh*t leakin’ out
peakin’ out, why the feds keep peakin’ out?
b*tch i got no thoughts up in my brain
i swear i’m thinkin’ out
you talk hot on the internet
you p*ssy, might aswell say “meow”
i graduated from all of these goofy’s
where’s my f*cken’ gown?
i’m the greatest, i’m a leader
where’s my f*cken’ crown?
why you hatin’?
why you feinin’?
b*tch i’m smokin’ loud
choppa turned that boy into a skeleton
natural selection, that sh*t was so evident
choppin’ up this wood, this sh*t is heaven sent
i just wanna get bread, countin’ up these dividends
pack up in my pocket, sh*t is delicate
i just need my opps dead, if you know we spin again
i like gettin’ money for the h*ll of it
chop take off his head, he flyin’ like a pelican
geeked up, b*tch i’m really geeked up
this choppa move your seat up
my diamonds like a freezer (she’s geeza)
freaked up, b*tch you feelin’ freaked up
b*tch i really peaked up
this money needa keep up
creepin’ up, she never diggin’ deep enough
i swear to god i had enough
that fit is lookin’ really tough (she ain’t, uh)
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