[Intro: DEELA]
Not expectin' the worst when it comes to me
You should be, uh, expectin' a purse, huh
It's DEELA, bitch
[Chorus: DEELA]
You see a pretty face and you not expectin' the worst? (Why?)
That's where you lost it, nigga, got your nightmares locked in my purse (Uh)
I never hold a grudge, I just act accordingly (Like)
You never been important, bro, I got some place to be (Bye)
[Verse 1: DEELA]
I get mistaken for young, baby face, I ain't takin' no wrongs (Nah)
I got ID'd for a lighter, still run shit 'cause I am the boss
Still run shit like we were on track and field, you lackin' and losin' the racе
And I got bands on me, they stacked, talk tough, smack oncе, and back in your place (I mean it)
I'm the head of myself, ahead of you peasants and aware of my wealth (My wealth)
It's all in my name, go and check it out, boy I never needed your help (Never)
You spent all day with some lames, boy, I never lie, no joke (Nope)
You say, "Alright, it's a game," when you know damn well
That I play to win, so I shoot to kill (Always)
Don't play about me, you may need to heal (Need to heal)
Don't come for me, I'm way past the feeling (Way past it)
Always been canned, oh, fuck your feelings (Fuck you)
Dead serious, so don't joke about it (Nah)
Talkin' 'bout your life, joke is starting (Haha)
See me in all-black, up to no good
Windows stay down, even though I'm the target
They're no one (No one), life of the party, huh
Niggas can't hit this, hardly (Bitch)
Not expectin' the worst when it comes to me
You should be, uh, expectin' a purse, huh
It's DEELA, bitch
[Chorus: DEELA]
You see a pretty face and you not expectin' the worst? (Why?)
That's where you lost it, nigga, got your nightmares locked in my purse (Uh)
I never hold a grudge, I just act accordingly (Like)
You never been important, bro, I got some place to be (Bye)
[Verse 1: DEELA]
I get mistaken for young, baby face, I ain't takin' no wrongs (Nah)
I got ID'd for a lighter, still run shit 'cause I am the boss
Still run shit like we were on track and field, you lackin' and losin' the racе
And I got bands on me, they stacked, talk tough, smack oncе, and back in your place (I mean it)
I'm the head of myself, ahead of you peasants and aware of my wealth (My wealth)
It's all in my name, go and check it out, boy I never needed your help (Never)
You spent all day with some lames, boy, I never lie, no joke (Nope)
You say, "Alright, it's a game," when you know damn well
That I play to win, so I shoot to kill (Always)
Don't play about me, you may need to heal (Need to heal)
Don't come for me, I'm way past the feeling (Way past it)
Always been canned, oh, fuck your feelings (Fuck you)
Dead serious, so don't joke about it (Nah)
Talkin' 'bout your life, joke is starting (Haha)
See me in all-black, up to no good
Windows stay down, even though I'm the target
They're no one (No one), life of the party, huh
Niggas can't hit this, hardly (Bitch)
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