Deceiver (feat. Ninexteen)

Fuck these bitches woah If a nigga talking down, nigga i'ma tag his toe Pull with an f&n finna rock out with my woah Yea these niggas count no money, count no cheese, yea they broke (Yea these niggas count no money, count no cheese, yea they broke) Fuck that nigga dead Pull up with a bleh, with a cut, let him rest To fly like a jet Rick Owen my body Got Vivienne on my neck Talk down get hit with a bleh (Euh) I do a flow they biting Shit i be so high i might land That bitch wan pull up to my planet The moon i made dat hoe bite sand That nigga a hoe get mixed like chex I pour up a four the six not yet I pass that hoe for an assist like yes 100 rounds from the stick to his chest Got that nigga thinking like this shit was sum chess They think i'm lying when i say i'm the best I told him that you can get shit but no s He said he gone shoot me fight no f She said what i'm doing? I'm not going He ducking the bullet his top gone How do it feel to be top dog I don't know bitch i be tired tho That nigga eat glizzy a hot dog Smack the shit out em take his AirPods off Who you ducking from? Bitch its the 5-0 Ion know what i've done it's a lot tho Am i satisfied i want a lot more And i could never lose my gaup Fuck these bitches want Fuck these bitches want My soul Fuck these bitches woah If a nigga talking down, nigga i'ma tag his toe Pull with an f&n finna rock out with my woah Yea these niggas count no money, count no cheese, yea they broke (Yea these niggas count no money, count no cheese, yea they broke) Fuck that nigga dead Pull up with a bleh, with a cut, let him rest To fly like a jet Rick Owen my body Got Vivienne on my neck Talk down get hit with a bleh (Euh)