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tcmhollow - delirious lyrics

delirious lyrics
[bridge 1]
back up on my hoe sh+t again
hit then hit the door sh+t again
bit then ate the flow, spit it back
cause we makin’ h+lla dough wit all dat

[verse 1]
get the oven lit
they get shook when it hot, it hit
straight shook, when it hit they split
walking wildfire, come around and i get you lit

me & st++z been ballin, said he can’t handle the cars
so name the price and it is ours
rolex on da wrist the rocks from mars
i ain’t wit’ da bl!cks i’m breakin’ jaws
most y’alls fake as sh+t y’all with the toys
got the building makin’ noise
this them god flows sonny boy

& we makin dividends
ain’t makin sense ? then get rid of him
ain’t had a pot with the yеllow sh+t
so mama said since a lil jit
aim for the top nevеr below it, if it’s nothin’ i know how to revel it
& i came from it i’m devilish
they changin’ my temperament
who got the amenity? i ain’t affectionate, so it’s good we got the levels set
i take yo top off, we ain’t gon be level headed
send yo ass to good heavens medics
before i fry em my n+gga, i get em breaded, pack em up & i’m good to sell em

(sellout.. don’t sellout… let’s do it better)

[bridge 2]
back up on my hoe sh+t again
hit then hit the door sh+t again
call up mario
tell the man we makin all the dough

[verse 2]
2k all green with the money
blackout, black friday, party wit a crash dummy
baby gon sing, hit it from the back in gucci’s, she scream “oh my god!” like ronny, sayin’ i’m too h+rny

i guess that is that, & she say i’m a devil i move like taz
they was wanting the smoke so i gave em asthma
let me air out the choppa, got breathin’ failure
he said he was a blood, so i showed him plasma
told em this ain’t no tonic you off the zaza

been murdering back to backs
you was droppin’, yo only heat when you packed
and it like +gunshots+
to the back, grtt pow, meet the maker man
boys in the hood, ricky down by the pontiac
fee fi fum, off a bean wit a big gat
ops on my marker, you sharpie, you big cap
shordy dig dat, 24, wit’ a big splash
with the cool cats & we eatin’ up big rats
y’all got dues, big fax on a big tax
don’t get dat, hollow get back brtt dat
world cup, talkin’ bout the way the choppa kick back
shoutout albert, pockets on big fat
diablo, das my d+ck sobriquet
hit it from the back red mark wit’ a big slap

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