Deezy K - G.L.H
Big bodyBenz, that's my type of bitch Ayy, Slim Thicc, that's my type of bitch
Ayy, ayy, bitches be lovin' the kid They see who I am and they say he trim
I don't like fuck niggas, but it's ironic, cause I still tote F&N
She got on makeup by the pool Girl, I'm finna drown your ass in it
I was fuckin' on the opp, bitch Peep had his picture by the pillow
I don't wanna be between no drama Girl, I ain't monkey in the middle
Tellin' me there ain't even been intimate Rose petal on the dresser
I'ma keep my Glock on the dresser Stone cold, Rollie in the winter
You know I be stuntin' on these niggas Pop out on occasion, no pictures
I don't even like talkin' about personal Rather remember how I met you
You can hit the door, I won't catch it We can't work it out, I won't sweat you
Ayy, fake love, rich, sex sex, way better off Percocets
She callin' me DeezyK, real name, she don't know it yet
Fuck that, you better ask somebody Rick Owens my back pocket
These hoes goin' up off of a Molly In the morning won't tell nobody, ayy
Ayy, bitch wanna pull my strings, play me like guitars
I'ma beat it like a drum, swing still like Star Wars
Guitar love herh Heartbreak down in N.O
Tellin' me she gotta leave She know she don't really wanna go
Ayy, I'm mighty Fuck niggas, claim they don't like me
I'ma run up a check like Nike Forty-five, that be my side piece
Young nigga, but I'm wavin' I'm an artist, can't illustrate shit
But I can't picture you naked Come down to the game, don't play it
Fake love, rich, sex sex, way better off Percocets
She callin' me DeezyK, real name, she don't know it yet
Fuck that, you better ask somebody Rick Owens my back pocket
These hoes goin' up off a Molly in the morning won't tell nobody, ayy
Ayy, bitch wanna pull my strings, play me like guitars
I'ma beat it like a drum, swing still like Star Wars
Guitar Love Hero, oh Heartbreak down in N.O
Tellin' me she gotta leave She know she don't really wanna go
Written by:
DaKelvin Jenkins
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