Deli Lyrics
Demic
Young and aint give a fuck
We was in front of the deli
Late nights in the same life it wasnt shit you could tell me
Felt pain with my brothers
We'll make it one way or the other
Outside of the club im in an Impala just
Trynna get bitches to holla
Then im back on my bullshit
Thats me trynna plot on a dollar
Some things I aint wanna do I did though
Like I felt like I gotta
Go get it and that was the motto
I gotta give it a try though
I cant depend on the lotto
So we on the way and we deep in the Tahoe
Just hoping that they wouldnt follow
Just hoping that they wouldn't follow
Pone
Fuck it now we in The Cutless
Old school Vince Carter shit man we in and trynna get buckets
Im like fuck it
My nigga pass out bustin
Then I pass it to my little homie he go close to
The ocean and dump it
For the money
No love for the Trump vote
If they bring a little money to the black race
I cant hate on the Trump folk, nigga
So don't come for this gunsmoke
I am broke I am up for it
Knock Knock at your front porch
With more guns than a gun store
You all talk you dont want war
This nigga fighting on the keyboard
Your whole life is a detour
Fake shit CB4
Watch me press record
Follow me motherfucker im the cheat code
Started off last Friday like im deebo
Now im chillin wit your bitch she in freak mode
I took her back to the East Coast
I got her ready like a preroll
Demic
Young and aint give a fuck
We was in front of the deli
Late nights in the same life it wasnt shit you could tell me
Felt pain with my brothers
We'll make it one way or the other
Outside of the club im in an Impala just
Trynna get bitches to holla
Then im back on my bullshit
Thats me trynna plot on a dollar
Some things I aint wanna do I did though
Like I felt like I gotta
Go get it and that was the motto
I gotta give it a try though
I cant depend on the lotto
So we on the way and we deep in the Tahoe
Just hoping that they wouldnt follow
Just hoping that they wouldn't follow
Frank Rizzo
Heat up the rock in the pot like a bottle bitch
I never pray for the lotto
I pray for Mulatto
I pour her Patron and Moscato
She drivin the boat, have her rowing my paddle
I get her I got her
She want me I be there tonight
Aint no promise tomorrow
One plane ticket follow
DJ play this shit in Serato
Got gangstas moving like they dancing bachata
Chasing the skrilla
The paper the chopper
Shopify Amazon and Alibaba
Dont own a plane still I fly like I charter
Dont go to church still I pray to the father
Cut niggas up like Stylito the barber
Grow the yesi can call him a farmer
Timberland boots hoodie under the bomber
Always went first call me the fire starter
Versace and polo wont wear no Prada
I dont wear no Gucci but Louie I gotta
Crib in Louisiana like Tunechi im hotter
My boys keep the tooley we soldiers we riders
Flow got em stuck no glue trap
Silk scarf baby if it aint a du rag
Reel off if it feel bad i'll pass
Peel off in a Benz like a new scab
Nigga you dont feel that?
Demic
Young and aint give a fuck
We was in front of the deli
Late nights in the same life it wasnt shit you could tell me
Felt pain with my brothers
We'll make it one way or the other
Outside of the club im in an Impala just
Trynna get bitches to holla
Then im back on my bullshit
Thats me trynna plot on a dollar
Some things I aint wanna do I did though
Like I felt like I gotta
Go get it and that was the motto
I gotta give it a try though
I cant depend on the lotto
So we on the way and we deep in the Tahoe
Just hoping that they wouldnt follow
Just hoping that they wouldn't follow