Denny's Lyrics

Oooh

Wok in my belly

Clapped the bitch cheeks for so long

It got smelly

Lil bitch think she sliding to my crib

We going to the telly

Liquid sitting in my styrofoam

Look like grape jelly

My plug named relly

I got a bad bitch from the burbs

Her name shelly

Fucked the hoe

I wear the pussy out

Now her name pelle

Dumb bitch steadily begging for my meat

Like my name deli

Who fucking with me?

Switch on the glock turn it into a fully auto

Fuck a semi

Pussy so good

I had to hit it raw

Like fuck a jimmy

I ain't taking not bitch to ruth criss

We going straight to denny's

I remember I didn't have a dollar to my name

I would scrape up pennies

My bitch bad and she a savage

I put her right in fenty

I ain't never running out of guns

Bitch I got plenty

Lil hoe wanna suck on my balls

I tell her do it gently

Drop a deuce in my lemonade

Yeah it's a simply

Pop a nigga right in the face

It was looking pimply

Got this shit straight out the mud

Like a bad kid

I'll beat a fuck nigga up

Now he an ad lib

Amiri jeans on me so tight

How I fit my cash in?

I treat every dollar like legos

I'm always stacking

Leave a nigga dead in the streets

Doing all that cracking

Like a fat bitch in tight jeans

I brought the crack in

All my bitches bigger than me

They brought the snacks in

Nigga I feel like aaron rogers

I brought the pack in

Uh

Niggas

Shop at pac sun

Left my kids in a bitch throat

Right on her back tongue

223s' hit a nigga in the chest

He need sum new lungs

Yo bitch got a flat ass

Buy her sum new buns

All your straps jam when they shoot

You need some new guns

In the trap house feeling like isaac

I got a new ton

My old bitch got on my nerves

I got a new one

I cheat on every bitch I'm with

I'm so toxic

Nigga you can not talk to me

If it ain't about a profit

No I am not a janitor

But I got a mop stick

I got the keys to the street

Like I'm a locksmith

Boy quit popping that shit

If you ain't going to pop it

FN knock off his limbs

He need sum new sockets

Bitch said she wanna eat my butt

She so out of pocket

I'm finna take off on a nigga

I pull out my rocket

I almost smacked a bitch for spilling my lean

Like why you make me drop it?

Chuckles

That's another topic

I cut all my dope

To stretch the profit

The way I talk shit on these beats

I'm a young prophet

Me and my niggas off five jiggs in the club

Bouncing around like a mosh pit

I won't let a nigga get me

Because I always got it

Don't ask who the shooter is

I'm the one who shot it