Deezo - 260 Lyrics

You think you niggas can talk shit just like me?
I mean I'm serious can you niggas talk crazy
Just like Dee? I mean I'm serious, y'all **** cannot be just like me
You know it's Deezo in the booth you know I'm talking spicy
(Its Deezo!)
Last year I was broke, now the plays they consistent
You was tryna make some friends, Deezo been moving different
You be typing all them long captions, I be signing digits
They be praying on my downfall, I'm the new religion
If I call my nigga Kent, then you niggas end up missing
If I call my nigga 'Kahi, just to hoop, you know he chicken
I'ma call my nigga KT, he gon' shoot and then he sipping
I can call my nigga JG, he gon' shoot when he limping
I'ma call my nigga 'Ryus, just to smoke, you know he blessing
I'ma call my nigga Bryce, for the hoes, I been stressing
I'ma call my nigga Rez, had to mention, almost left him
I'ma call my nigga J-Dub, just to shoot it ain't no resting
Shout out f*ckin' Pray4, shout out YDC
Niggas know what it is, they don't f*ck with me
Told a bitch I wanna f*ck her, bought her f*ckin' Shein
Pocket full of hundreds, yeah, you know I'm feeling clean
They was watching from the skybox, now they need a seat
Told the label, if it ain't millions, we don't need to meet
3 phones chirpin, it's like 8am, I can't f*ckin' sleep
I just made a play in Golden State like Curry shooting deep
Oh you a goer? Bitch take off that Fashion Nova
You f*ckin know it, I'ma cook this beat up, not no bacon soda
You was flexin Cash App payments, nigga, that's your momma bonus
I just sold a white boy crack in California, look like Sabonis
I got bands up in the attic, like a haunted house
Had to cut some niggas up, because some niggas moving south
Said he got some money, I don't believe it, it's just word of mouth
Sent my nigga JG 30 packs, he never seen a drought
Niggas shot and missed, but he grazed me, I might need a bandage
I hit like 300 Latina bitches, my baby speakin' Spanish
Heard them niggas tryna keep up, but they can't f*ckin' manage
I'ma count like 50 racks, while I'm eatin' a chicken sandwich
F*ck all you hoes out of 260, all you bitches stay on go
I got the za in, got like 40 bows, can sell you for the low
It's 2025 and 2026, I'm doin' shows
I feel like pickin' up some white bitches, where's my Pass Pros
If you see me in the club, I'm tellin' all the hoes, turn off they phones
You bitches fed and I ain't goin', that's just how it goes
Me and 'Kahi stole like 40 sprays off that one store
I tried to f*ck this one bitch, her friends, she already know
(Let's go)
She know I be f*ckin' all the hoes
But that's okay, she still wanna f*ck Deezo on the low
You niggas bitches, you niggas can't even afford cologne
Niggas always in competition, get a load
Shoutout to my niggas, 2-6-0, we be makin' profit
Yo bitch in my comments, I don't know, cause I got options
Shoutout to 2-6-0, but now I'm makin' money in college
Shoutout to 2-6-0, my niggas up we aint no pilots