Onix

[Chorus: Delta Deez]
Bet that this summer if I get a grill, then I got all the hoes pulling buns out
My camp gon slide and they look like a band cause they always be pulling the drums out
They gon turn somebody son into soil, my chain shine like it was covered in foil
Four five got a little bit of recoil, I shoot with two hands and that bitch isn't moving

[Verse 1: Delta Deez]
Gang pulling up and as soon as they find 'em
They do what they do and then they get rerouted
Way that she spit on it, suck it and swallow
I love her cause she understand the assignment
Fuck on a shorty, then pass to my brother, the only timе I'm giving bitches a Divmond
She get my snakе bout hard as a a rock, she pull down the pants and then pull out the Onix
I hate to lie and I love to be honest, I love to flex and I hate to be modest
Y'all always worry bout all the wrong things, shoulda count shots instead of my pockets
Uh yeah, what's on the docket
Fucking up anyone fucking up profit
Ain't in our league, how we riding with rockets
We hit his house and it's looking atomic, ay
Wherever you planning to go, little bitch, I bet I been there
Two point five of this OG straight in this cone, I roll and then I bend air
We knew that they was hoes, so we told the homies, so that they don't get sent there
They the type that's gonna fold and then call the police and then end up us all up in a jail
This is why I'm not accepting no commentary, from folks who ain't ever put money on commissary
Rappers is actors and dressing like bitches, I guess that that make 'em Tyler Perry
I'm on the phone getting cussed out, her tone change when I touch down
I hit one and got one coming, so the first one getting rushed out

[Chorus: Delta Deez]
Bet that this summer if I get a grill, then I got all the hoes pulling buns out
My camp gon slide and they look like a band cause they always be pulling the drums out
They gon turn somebody son into soil, my chain shine like it was covered in foil
Four five got a little bit of recoil, I shoot with two hands and that bitch isn't moving

[Verse 2: Diggz Da Prophecy]
Uh, she love the snake cause it's rock hard
I hit the stage and I rock hard
You bitches fake, you a knock off
Fucking her face gave her lockjaw
She think it's great I'm getting topped off
I be a great, watch me pop off
You do what you hate, you are not boss
I'm getting cake cause I'm top dawg
Olympics Games, how I jump to the top and I got that medal appeal
Never was I the one who was on the run, type to mettle for real
No mystery, yeah, I'm cold with the inc, not the type to meddle and steal
Solid as a rock and I up my game, now I'm medal and steal

[Chorus: Delta Deez]
Bet that this summer if I get a grill, then I got all the hoes pulling buns out
My camp gon slide and they look like a band cause they always be pulling the drums out
They gon turn somebody son into soil, my chain shine like it was covered in foil
Four five got a little bit of recoil, I shoot with two hands and that bitch isn't moving