W0W - DELIVERED (feat. TrizzyinFla & Wiser Observer) Lyrics

She said she had a itch
So I had to get it off her And I'm balling like a scholar
So I got multiple offers

Dolce and gobanna
And some good marijuana
Marinara on the bottom of my kicks
That's bloody bottoms

Switch the flow up Trizzy

F*cking up her sheets
Ooowee trizzy
Why these niggas hating on a P
They ain't got no motion
And they money like a centipede
They be thinking that shit be cute When they rapping all off beat

I know I brag the most I should go bask a toast
For all of these pussy ass niggas
Who bagging hoes
But never be packing shows
Tell me what's wrong with these niggas They bag be closed
I should go slap these folks
I'm thinking they need it
More like rapido
I just be gassing flows

Let's get it started
Cuz I'm the life of the party
Lets get it started
Cuz I'm your new favorite artist

Can't paint a picture
You niggas ain't got the vision
Stevie wondering
Why you ain't got the vision

I guess I just showed yall how many
F*cking pockets I can hit on yall ass
Type shit

One for one
Go two for two
Shoot three for three
Bag four for four
From 556
1 keep that stick
So if you play
I'll break your bone
Cartier my damn cologne
My cougar say I smell too grown
So Tell me wtf that mean
I'm still counting money thats old

This ain't my best flow
This is just something that's light nigga
Keep a bad bitch
Always eating on some ice nigga
And my left wrist
Blushing like that shit like niggas
That mean this rose gold hitting
Like it got in a fight nigga

Tell me where the competition at
Tell me where all of my children at
42 dug her out
42 inside my house
Flip that shit right around
Then i pin her ass down

Tell me where the competition at
Tell me where all of my children at
42 dug her out
42 inside my house
Flip that shit right around
Then i pin her ass down

I bring the crown around, I bring the fire now
These guys pussy
Money and power now, dance in my powdered gown
Lookie-lookie (Lookie-look)

Eat her papaya now, take her to doggy town
This my coochie
Killer for hire now, I'm bout to blow her mound
Mushy-mushy

Moshi-moshi, only winners in my clan
It's what we do (What we)
Call your boss, "kill them all" is in the plan
We kill your crew (Kill your)

No remorse, end up zombie or a fan
You can choose (You can)
You're a corpse and I kick it with my Stans
For the views

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I stay sharpening my bars
Cause I want this sauce forever
I still aim for bigger stars
And I'm down to do whatever
Malcom X, by any means
And those means can be whenever

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