Delli Boe – Drone

Delli Boe – Drone Lyrics

Artist: Delli Boe
Song: Drone

Ay, what the f#ck is going on?
Said I’m the bomb, but stop blowing up my phone
Ay, b#tch, I’m flyer than a drone
I switch it up so you know I get it on, b#tch

I made it out, they can’t believe it
And my wrist game cold, but just anemic
Call me a faggot, I’m a demon
I make your n#gg# throw it up like he balemic

What the f#ck is going on?
Said I’m the bomb, but stop blowing up my phone
b#tch, I’m flyer than a drone
I switch it up so you know I get it on, b#tch

I made it out, they can’t believe it
And my wrist game cold, but just anemic
Call me a faggot, I’m a demon
I make your n#gg# throw it up like he balemic

b#tch, you are not it, but you a clown though
Prince of my city, I get a tahoe
n#gg#s said he f#cking with me, then you know he sound slow
I’m only f#cking with a n#gg# if his motherf#cking pants low

What you think I’m scared of? I don’t fear hoes
You n#gg#s faker than dildos
How the f#ck you gotta [?] and you still broke?
n#gg#s think they f#cking with me when they snorting that real coke

Ha ha ha ha, that real coke
b#tch, and you real broke
I said my n#gg#s gas it up, we got that real smoke
So take a puff b#tch, I bet you will choke

Ay, what the f#ck is going on?
Said I’m the bomb, but stop blowing up my phone
b#tch, I’m flyer than a drone
I switch it up so you know I get it on, b#tch

I made it out, they can’t believe it
And my wrist game cold, but just anemic
Call me a faggot, I’m a demon
I make your n#gg# throw it up like he balemic

b#tch, sit your motherf#cking #ss down
I tell a big dick n#gg# to pull his pants down
I wanna get rich n#gg#, so pull the bands out
I’m to the top like the ceiling, and you a fan now

n#gg#, you ain’t got the balls to f#ck with me
I be washing n#gg#s out like they laundry
I’ma do it certainly, and you a probably
I’m tired of shitting on n#gg#s, I think I gotta pee

Who’s that b#tch, taking over this shit? (It’s me)
So suck my dick, so suck my dick
Ay, what the f#ck is going on?
Said I’m the bomb, but stop blowing up my phone

Ay, b#tch, I’m flyer than a drone
I switch it up so you know I get it on, b#tch
I made it out, they can’t believe it
And my wrist game cold, but just anemic

Call me a faggot, I’m a demon
I make your n#gg# throw it up like he balemic
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From the album:
Delbo’s World [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021