delorean - fire octagon lyrics
[intro: dkwavy]
b*tch gon’ throw it back, uh, yeah
[hook: dkwavy]
that b*tch gon’ throw it back, like you hopped in the delorean
you know i’m flowin’ it, lil’ bitty b*tch, get the f*ck outta the crib
if you want all that boring sh*t, your b*tch gon’ do like the simon say
all the f*ckboys tryna ride the wave
my n*ggas, they drip, the designer wave
lil’ n*gga, is you tryna die today?
[verse 1: dkwavy]
these n*ggas switch up the seasons
droppin’ these n*ggas, no reason like roddy, i ball every season
ice on my body, it’s freezin’
sippin’ on wock, got a young n*gga leanin
stack up these bands, stack up these bands, just til they hit the ceiling
drop a bag up at neiman’s, listen, listen
up on the net, these b*tch n*ggas, they dissin’
just like tekashi, these n*ggas, they snitchin’
choppa on me, and it got a red beam, so you know i ain’t missin
n*ggas talk tough, they talkin’ so tough, all they spittin’ is fiction
i ain’t a teacher, but i keep me a ruler, i might get to dismissin’
yeah, slide through his crib, uh, n*gga, then go f*ck all his misses, uh, uh
and i stay wit a mop, i’m gon catch that boy slippin’
pass me the rock, pass me the rock, i’m gon ball like a piston
[hook: dkwavy]
throw it back, like you hopped in the delorean
you know i’m flowin’ it, lil’ bitty b*tch, get the f*ck outta the crib
if you want all that boring sh*t, your b*tch gon’ do like the simon say
all the f*ckboys tryna ride the wave
my n*ggas, they drip, the designer wave
lil’ n*gga, is you tryna die today?
[verse 2: fire octagon]
yeah, i got jolly ranchers and they all up in my faygo
stackin’ all these bricks, feel like i’m playin’ with lego
if he talkin’ crazy, turn your head into a bagel
stimmy in a mail, so i’ll call you from a payphone
i got sauce, alfredo, my dot red like tomato
i just took your shorty on a flight to barbados
i be high like kites, but i really gotta lay low
catch me in the night, cause i’m workin’ everyday, ho
[hook: dkwavy]
that b*tch gon’ throw it back, like you hopped in the delorean
you know i’m flowin’ it, lil’ bitty b*tch, get the f*ck outta the crib
if you want all that boring sh*t, your b*tch gon’ do like the simon say
all the f*ckboys tryna ride the wave
my n*ggas, they drip, the designer wave
lil’ n*gga, is you tryna die today?
[verse 3: dkwavy]
lil’ n*gga, know you can’t hang with us
young n*gga smokin’ on cannabus
hit the scene, hop a bentley truck like 21, got no love, just trynna count these bucks
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