Aye Dell
Where's that Bravo tag at
Bravo produced this shit where's his tag at
I don't know
Aye
Wait
Niggas really rapping wack
Spent a day and earned my stacks
Spent it all recording raps
I swear they sweet like marmalade, or lemonade from Chick-Fil-A
I hit up bae to come and stay but now she just won't leave my place
Shoutout Bravo for the hits
Shoutout David the mix
I've been praying for some inspiration now we on to this
Swear my life is like blimp
Floating high up in the sky and moving patient as can get
Need some ice up on my wrist
I'm the greatest from my city that ain't even saying much
Bout to double up my checkbook and go shopping for a month
Got this foreign and she boring, so she always acting up
She be whoaring when I'm snoring so she always wake me up
Yup
(You so hot)
(Nigga stop)
(You so hot)
(Nigga stop)
(You so hot)
(Nigga stop)
Baby pop lock and drop it wit no hands hands hands
I can't spent no nights with women if their skin not tan
Gimme some bands, gimme so fans
Gimme some girls who don't wanna be friends
Need a real woman to love me again
I'm on my grind just gimme a chance
Don't blow my high, she blowing like Lance
I'm like Lebron, you in the stands
Never go talking that bullshit again
Might get a hammer and knock out your head
Like Thor
Work on my core
Ima blow up and go buy me a horse
Ima blow up and give praise to the Lord
Got all the hits, and it's safe and its stored
These niggas some tricks and these niggas some jits
Acting like kids so I gave em some trix
I'm taking the risks but I'm never gon miss
Hot for the summer I'm burning your skin
Looking like Larry I'm schooling the fish
God given talent to spit it like this
Aye yo
Slid into her dms thinking she was innocent
She hit me back and told me that "she's tryna swallow kids"
I dropped my phone like, "naw, I don't need that shit"
See baby Dell don't like to talk a lot
Yeah you see me acting sweet but you should know I like to crush a lot (A lot)
I'm on top that's word to Pac
In my bag and that's on moms
Last year I was going hard
But this year I'm going supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Tell them boys to stop that talk cause they don't really know shit
So much water on me I could drip myself an ocean
I'm so cold my presence make these niggas ask for lotion
I'm gone
I'm gone
Why they sleeping on me man
Dell
(Bravo)
Dell
(Bravo)
Dell
Narcolepsy, they sleep
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Aye Dell
Where's that Bravo tag at
Bravo produced this shit where's his tag at
I don't know
Aye
Wait
Niggas really rapping wack
Spent a day and earned my stacks
Spent it all recording raps
I swear they sweet like marmalade, or lemonade from Chick-Fil-A
I hit up bae to come and stay but now she just won't leave my place
Shoutout Bravo for the hits
Shoutout David the mix
I've been praying for some inspiration now we on to this
Swear my life is like blimp
Floating high up in the sky and moving patient as can get
Need some ice up on my wrist
I'm the greatest from my city that ain't even saying much
Bout to double up my checkbook and go shopping for a month
Got this foreign and she boring, so she always acting up
She be whoaring when I'm snoring so she always wake me up
Yup
(You so hot)
(Nigga stop)
(You so hot)
(Nigga stop)
(You so hot)
(Nigga stop)
Baby pop lock and drop it wit no hands hands hands
I can't spent no nights with women if their skin not tan
Gimme some bands, gimme so fans
Gimme some girls who don't wanna be friends
Need a real woman to love me again
I'm on my grind just gimme a chance
Don't blow my high, she blowing like Lance
I'm like Lebron, you in the stands
Never go talking that bullshit again
Might get a hammer and knock out your head
Like Thor
Work on my core
Ima blow up and go buy me a horse
Ima blow up and give praise to the Lord
Got all the hits, and it's safe and its stored
These niggas some tricks and these niggas some jits
Acting like kids so I gave em some trix
I'm taking the risks but I'm never gon miss
Hot for the summer I'm burning your skin
Looking like Larry I'm schooling the fish
God given talent to spit it like this
Aye yo
Slid into her dms thinking she was innocent
She hit me back and told me that "she's tryna swallow kids"
I dropped my phone like, "naw, I don't need that shit"
See baby Dell don't like to talk a lot
Yeah you see me acting sweet but you should know I like to crush a lot (A lot)
I'm on top that's word to Pac
In my bag and that's on moms
Last year I was going hard
But this year I'm going supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Tell them boys to stop that talk cause they don't really know shit
So much water on me I could drip myself an ocean
I'm so cold my presence make these niggas ask for lotion
I'm gone
I'm gone
Why they sleeping on me man
Dell
(Bravo)
Dell
(Bravo)
Dell
Narcolepsy, they sleep
Where's that Bravo tag at
Bravo produced this shit where's his tag at
I don't know
Aye
Wait
Niggas really rapping wack
Spent a day and earned my stacks
Spent it all recording raps
I swear they sweet like marmalade, or lemonade from Chick-Fil-A
I hit up bae to come and stay but now she just won't leave my place
Shoutout Bravo for the hits
Shoutout David the mix
I've been praying for some inspiration now we on to this
Swear my life is like blimp
Floating high up in the sky and moving patient as can get
Need some ice up on my wrist
I'm the greatest from my city that ain't even saying much
Bout to double up my checkbook and go shopping for a month
Got this foreign and she boring, so she always acting up
She be whoaring when I'm snoring so she always wake me up
Yup
(You so hot)
(Nigga stop)
(You so hot)
(Nigga stop)
(You so hot)
(Nigga stop)
Baby pop lock and drop it wit no hands hands hands
I can't spent no nights with women if their skin not tan
Gimme some bands, gimme so fans
Gimme some girls who don't wanna be friends
Need a real woman to love me again
I'm on my grind just gimme a chance
Don't blow my high, she blowing like Lance
I'm like Lebron, you in the stands
Never go talking that bullshit again
Might get a hammer and knock out your head
Like Thor
Work on my core
Ima blow up and go buy me a horse
Ima blow up and give praise to the Lord
Got all the hits, and it's safe and its stored
These niggas some tricks and these niggas some jits
Acting like kids so I gave em some trix
I'm taking the risks but I'm never gon miss
Hot for the summer I'm burning your skin
Looking like Larry I'm schooling the fish
God given talent to spit it like this
Aye yo
Slid into her dms thinking she was innocent
She hit me back and told me that "she's tryna swallow kids"
I dropped my phone like, "naw, I don't need that shit"
See baby Dell don't like to talk a lot
Yeah you see me acting sweet but you should know I like to crush a lot (A lot)
I'm on top that's word to Pac
In my bag and that's on moms
Last year I was going hard
But this year I'm going supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Tell them boys to stop that talk cause they don't really know shit
So much water on me I could drip myself an ocean
I'm so cold my presence make these niggas ask for lotion
I'm gone
I'm gone
Why they sleeping on me man
Dell
(Bravo)
Dell
(Bravo)
Dell
Narcolepsy, they sleep
Writer: Cordell E
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