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Telly Video (MV)




Performed By: Derrick2wavy
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Derrick Simmons




Derrick2wavy - Telly Lyrics
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Bitches be high they gone, they popping they shit it's just like confetti
Know that I black out the tint, it cost me a rack and hop out the Telly
I'm bout' to cop a new chain just look at my diamonds you know they stay heavy
I'm bout' to call up my shooter he bang, you know that my niggas stay ready
Bitches be high they gone, they popping they shit it's just like confetti
Know that I black out the tint, it cost me a rack and hop out the Telly
I'm bout' to cop a new chain just look at my diamonds you know they stay heavy
I'm bout' to call up my shooter he bang, you know that my niggas stay ready
Bitches be high they gone
I can't even f*ck with you thotties you know these lil' bitches be calling my phone
Nigga don't answer the phone yeah
Nigga just got me a rack and I spent all that shit and you know that it's blown
They trying to steal all my swag but you know my shit is just covered in chrome
And I'm finna shoutout Shai
These niggas stealing my swag huh
Alteady know that my niggas they bout all that shit and we getting a bag
I can't even f*ck with you thotties, you niggas so fake and you niggas so sad
Kicking my feet it was up
F*cking that bitch yeah I had
Run up them racks bought a truck
Getting the money, them bucks
Know she get sloppy she suck
I pull up, I pull up I f*ck yeah
I pull up, I pull up I f*ck
I pull up, I pull up I f*ck
Nigga out of luck
Bitches be high they gone, they popping they shit it's just like confetti
Know that I black out the tint, it cost me a rack and hop out the Telly
I'm bout' to cop a new chain just look at my diamonds you know they stay heavy
I'm bout' to call up my shooter he bang, you know that my niggas stay ready
Bitches be high they gone, they popping they shit it's just like confetti
Know that I black out the tint, it cost me a rack and hop out the Telly
I'm bout' to cop a new chain just look at my diamonds you know they stay heavy
I'm bout' to call up my shooter he bang, you know that my niggas stay ready
Did it again
Yeah I just did it again
Know that I'm feeling like who
Know that I'm spinning again
Know that we putting up points
Know we just go for the win
Nigga keep talking that stuff and it's gone' be real rough when we aim at his chin
Nigga we laugh to the bank you ain't smoking on dank cause' your money is thin
Why is that big trynna copy just get your own hobby like you ain't my twin
Know that I'm just getting started
Bitch yeah I'm bout' to begin
Did this shit all on my own
Nigga I got it within
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Bitches be high they gone, they popping they shit it's just like confetti
Know that I black out the tint, it cost me a rack and hop out the Telly
I'm bout' to cop a new chain just look at my diamonds you know they stay heavy
I'm bout' to call up my shooter he bang, you know that my niggas stay ready
Bitches be high they gone, they popping they shit it's just like confetti
Know that I black out the tint, it cost me a rack and hop out the Telly
I'm bout' to cop a new chain just look at my diamonds you know they stay heavy
I'm bout' to call up my shooter he bang, you know that my niggas stay ready
Bitches be high they gone
I can't even f*ck with you thotties you know these lil' bitches be calling my phone
Nigga don't answer the phone yeah
Nigga just got me a rack and I spent all that shit and you know that it's blown
They trying to steal all my swag but you know my shit is just covered in chrome
And I'm finna shoutout Shai
These niggas stealing my swag huh
Alteady know that my niggas they bout all that shit and we getting a bag
I can't even f*ck with you thotties, you niggas so fake and you niggas so sad
Kicking my feet it was up
F*cking that bitch yeah I had
Run up them racks bought a truck
Getting the money, them bucks
Know she get sloppy she suck
I pull up, I pull up I f*ck yeah
I pull up, I pull up I f*ck
I pull up, I pull up I f*ck
Nigga out of luck
Bitches be high they gone, they popping they shit it's just like confetti
Know that I black out the tint, it cost me a rack and hop out the Telly
I'm bout' to cop a new chain just look at my diamonds you know they stay heavy
I'm bout' to call up my shooter he bang, you know that my niggas stay ready
Bitches be high they gone, they popping they shit it's just like confetti
Know that I black out the tint, it cost me a rack and hop out the Telly
I'm bout' to cop a new chain just look at my diamonds you know they stay heavy
I'm bout' to call up my shooter he bang, you know that my niggas stay ready
Did it again
Yeah I just did it again
Know that I'm feeling like who
Know that I'm spinning again
Know that we putting up points
Know we just go for the win
Nigga keep talking that stuff and it's gone' be real rough when we aim at his chin
Nigga we laugh to the bank you ain't smoking on dank cause' your money is thin
Why is that big trynna copy just get your own hobby like you ain't my twin
Know that I'm just getting started
Bitch yeah I'm bout' to begin
Did this shit all on my own
Nigga I got it within
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Writer: Derrick Simmons
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