NO MORE - DEELA

Yeah, bitches

Yeah!

I’m sick of this shit, sick of this shit

Don’t want no more, no more of this shit!

Sick of this shit, sick of this shit

Don’t want no more, no more of this shit!

Waiting on a text from a lame ass nigga?

I don’t want that

No more, no more

Niggas that mad that we shaking some ass?

I don’t want that

No more, no more

Bitches that talk, but not to your face?

I don’t want that

No more, no more

Niggas that lie and say I can’t rap

I don’t want that

No more, no more

DEELA!

Waiting on a text from a lame ass nigga?

I don’t want that

No more, no more

Niggas that mad that we shaking some ass?

I don’t want that

No more, no more

Bitches that talk, but not to your face?

I don’t want that

No more, no more

Niggas that lie and say I can’t rap

I don’t want that

No more no more

You got bad habits that you need to break

Stay hating, stay dusty, and you’ll stay a snake

You hate from afar, it’s sad bitch I worry

I’d do the same if I looked just like that

Soft round ass, cute ass waist

Skin on glow, yeah that shit stays matte

I’m not that girl that pretends to be friendly

Look in my eyes, can you see that I’m deadly

(Uh!)

Mess with me, bitch!

Won’t find it funny

I swear on it, bitch!

Yes I rap bitch!

Ain’t from no ghetto

I like black boys and I like Jared Leto

Every song hit different

I flow like a beast

Niggas still asking me, «where do I be?»

Praying to God, on their knees on their knees

Ask for my talent like, «Who is this bitch?»

Where did she come from?

Where will she be?

She’s taking my spot and she’s rapping her shit!

Huh? What?

She took up your spot and she’s rapping her shit?

She’s rapping her shit!

Ask her her name

She’ll say «DEELA bitch!»

I’m talking about me from your point of view

On that note that’s my final adieu

Uh

I said I was deadly

Imagine the things I’ll do to you

Steady!

Don’t think too hard

My chance with you, I’ll say is slim

Just like my waist

Yeah, I bang the gym

I like the games

You know how it goes

I been around, I tip toe

But what’s it to you ugly hoe?

Yeah, mind your business anyways

I got your nigga up on my page

Asking me out like on a date

I didn’t answer, bitch I am dazed

He tried with me yeah he crazed

Urmmm, what the fuck nigga?

You got a-got a girl nigga!

Moving around like a gassed up balloon

When in reality you just a gassed up coon!

Uh. Yeah I said it

(Mhm, yeah!)

What you gon' do nothing?

Said the truth, think I’m bluffing?

You poor thing

I won’t take shit from you no more

I won’t take shit from you no more

(Never never)

I won’t take shit from you no more

Uh!

Bitch!

Yeah yeah, what?

Never taking shit, from a nigga who ain’t having shit

Nothing having nigga, I ain’t taking no more silly shit!

Uh!