"Lou's Deli" lyrics

Banger
Oh, yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one
I'm just gon' start this bitch from the middle, fuck it
Right here, let's get it
Ay

I can't even lie, bro, I'm one of them ones
They owe me somethin', I got it in blood
Look at this shit that I got out the mud
Look at your bitch steady blowin' me up
I hold this shit down, you know I'm the anchor (The anchor)
That Micro wake up the neighbors (The neighbors)
Know it's the one when you hear that (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger, let's go)

Count up faces, test my patience, I make little bro jump out chasin' (Chasin')
Shit in the vacant, we been waitin', last nigga swung through this bitch ain't make it (Bah)
Big nigga and Baltimore Richard on, people thinkin' I play for the Ravens (The Ravens)
You ain't gettin' no money, you ain't caught no hat, bitch, you cannot sit at this table (This table)

Rich as fuck, I still'll face somethin'
Bro got yercs, I damn near take one
Who the fuck is that? Little bro lift Drac' up
Suck my dick, I'll nut in her make-up (Make-up)
Been in that field, little boy, my rank up (Rank up)
What they gon' do with me now? My pape' up (My pape' up)
Gang, I double dare niggas to play tough
Like this button won't fuck their face up

Bro, it ain't shit to provide, this shit really easy, these niggas be makin' it hard (Makin' it hard)
You better stay in the house if you know what's best, my young niggas out in them cars (They stay in them cars)
They ain't got shit for the streets, come get it from me, you know I be raisin' the bar (Raisin' the bar)
Full-body wood K, call us "rock stars", we gon' swing that bitch like a guitar (Like a guitar)

Talk 'bout this money 'cause mines together
New Rolls-Royce, it came with the umbrellas
You fuckin' with him, baby, you could do better
I'm godly, come get a little slice of Heaven
They know me in Louis, they know me in Rick
I'll buy everything in my size they sellin' (My size they sellin')
Why the fuck is you niggas keep buyin' jewelry if you gon' turn around tryna sell it, nigga? (Tryna sell it, nigga)

I ain't gon' lie, I be confused, like I don't understand motherfuckers
I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to stop even tryna understand motherfuckers, though, like
No cap, that shit don't even be none of my business anyway

Damn near a thousand horses on the 'Rari truck, bitch'll fuck around and leave the 'Ghini (Leave the 'Ghini)
I had a loose three racks, I ran in Chanel and bought me some beanies (Ran in Chanel)
Niggas loafin', hop out sweepin', uh, neck, wrists, ears Fiji (Fiji)
We could go rack for rack, go shot for shot, let's do it, we got plenty (Let's do it)

I got my young nigga comin' from Cali, no vacation, he bringin' a bag (Bringin' a bag)
No frontin', we cashin' 'em out (Cash), heard you niggas be duckin' y'all tail (Duckin' y'all tail)
You can't play with my name at all (At all), disrespect me, I'll get on your ass (On your ass)
When we find out who on them fake pages, niggas comin' to lay in your grass (Grass)

I ain't got no time to waste, I spent years of my life in prison (In prison)
Niggas in shit that ain't got shit to do with them, what the fuck happened to mindin' your business? (What happened?)
Little bro called me like, "I see dog," why you callin' me, brodie? Go get him (Go get him)
She got Chanel, then she got a nigga, man, these hoes don't really be independent (Come on, man)

I fuck with Saint, I fuck with Haimov, HD tryna take me to Fevzi
I'm ten-million in jewelry, no kizzy (No kizzy)
Shoot the drizzy like Curry, no hesi' (No hesi')
I'm in Dubai, Arabic dial presi'
Say my prayers and count up my blessings (My blessings)
You put me in a booth and I'm walkin'
You put me in the streets and I'm steppin'
Nigga (I'm steppin', nigga)

Put me in a booth and I'm walkin'
Put me in the streets and I'm steppin'
I pray and I count up my blessings
No half