IDGAD Lyrics

Yuh, wassup with delusional ass bitches

Yuh, why she lyin' like I hit it when I didn't, damn

We be in the trap, flip shit like gymnasts, yuh

I been recyclin' my lyrics, I don't give a damn

When I make a song, yo hoe gon' listen damn

She likin' my pictures, damn

Now he wanna kill me, well , come spin me then

All my niggas spinnin' like a ceiling fan

You might end up missin' damn

We white chalk for doin' all that dissin' damn

We get busy, Florida nigga from the Chi

I walk around with glizzies

Niggas textin' me bout hoes, I got them in they feelings

I'm hearin' niggas act like bitches, I stay out they business

All my G-locks, they come with switches

And that scope won't , miss him

We up to score on niggas

We fuck around, tag toes on niggas

They like when my girl post a picture

But they don't know I blow them niggas

My plug got bomb, explosion nigga

Neck and wrist, on frozen nigga

Fuck round and let it go, on niggas for doin' all that josing nigga

What's up with delusional-ass bitches

Yuh

Why she lyin' like I hit it when I didn't it, damn

We be in the trap, flip shit like gymnasts, yuh

I been recyclin' my lyrics, I don't give a damn

When I make a song, yo hoe gon' listen damn

She likin' my pictures, damn

Now he wanna kill me, well come, spin me then

All my niggas spinnin' like a ceiling fan

You might end up missin' damn

We white chalk for doin', all that dissin' damn