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delon ellis - 1b5 (freestyle) lyrics

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cos you can catch me out here pistol packing
dapping through the mist it’s baffling
adding to the list i’m clapping
lapping every b+tch who lagging
snapping i admit it’s gassing
tracks they be forever smacking
rapping i ain’t ever lacking
stacking till the treasure crashing

mapping my attacks like i be on a drones scope
backing out of rap, ain’t sorry that’s a no go
passing on the chat, like n+gga this ain’t no joke but i’m
laughing to the bank cos i ain’t ever going broke
sipping vodka by the litre, hola senorita
goose up in the bottle, caught the flight right to ibiza
foreign it be sweeter, feeling like i caught a fever
we ain’t sleeping till it’s dawn, and then rеpeat all the procedurе

boy i seen more then most and i ain’t even been rich yet
all ghost i been looking where the king at?
calling the goat? man i think there be a miss match
ya’ll tend to coast, me i ain’t even hit 5th yet

oh sh+t, now the kid so lit, all about mo hits
taking out the whole bis, call it now go fish
it’s a vow, no diss, now the crowd notice
say it loud, i don’t miss

soon everybody know this and understand too
say she ain’t a fan but she blow it just like a candle
no this ain’t a brag dude, no telling what i can do
rappers falling off like that wasn’t part of the plan too

wow, this started as a seed and then i nurtured it
i learned this sh+t gaining momentum just like inertia is
seen some turbulence now i’m in it just like a perfect fit
been polishing my name, and some people trynna put dirt on it

but, i ain’t pay em no mines like i be 5 up
i ain’t got the time to give a flying f+ck
i stay on the grind, ain’t count on my luck
and if they hate then let em hate and watch the money pile up
every time i’m in the booth i hit a new level
rhymes like iv schools like ooo that boy he too clever
climbing for the view that very few get to
eyes up on the roof but i’m moving like getting through several

ooo here we come, now lucy done call a tonne, the duty be far from done, like judy they all gon judge
god d+mn, from the bottom the riches, man i promise they ain’t want no problem with this

cos you can catch me out here pistol packing
dapping through the mist it’s baffling
adding to the list i’m clapping
lapping every b+tch who lagging
snapping i admit it’s gassing
tracks they be forever smacking
rapping i ain’t ever lacking
stacking till the treasure crashing



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