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Delixe, are you crazy? Stepping on these boys (Hey) She play with her sex toys This music gives me joy Coaching these niggas like I'm Roy, ay I'm still in my 'Rari, ay Still won't tell you sorry, ay Got my blades sharpened Looks like razors in this party, ay On the clouds they're partly, ay Get that big iron like I'm Marty Feel like a rock-star made, no Carti Made your girl be my own darling, ay Rip out your tongue like it's farting, ay Still around in my market, ay Drip drawn down like a sharpie, ay Rerun all my tracks like ICarly, ay Better be glad, I ain't stab your face Niggas talk shit, go catch a case Winning and winning in first place On thе mic, I be fucking laced Skip them likе they YouTube ads Like it's abs, get the 6 pack of this fucking cash, leave that in the past On my way, slip you up like a trip, fucking bitch Letras de cancionesOh shit, where's your bitch? Got her skin on my dick Oh it's lit, shout-out Yameii, I be back on my shit Do a flip on this dick, now your bitch tryna bitch Head gone, head off Taking every heads when I feel like it Getting these VPNs like my name is Psiphon Feel like Neptune, they all on damn trident Busting your lips like I'm busting your pussy-hole in a minute I am always in it to win it I'm not finished, on my business Getting bandits on my business Stepping on these boys She play with her sex toys This music gives me joy Coaching these niggas like I'm Roy, ay I'm still in my 'Rari, ay Still won't tell you sorry, ay Got my blades sharpened Looks like razors in this party, ay Delixe, are you crazy? From Letras Mania