Delusional lyrics

[Intro: CEO Trayle]
Yeah
(Dubba-AA flex)
Yeah
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Uh

[Chorus: CEO Trayle]
Yeah, "I like you," I like you too, uh
"I love you," I love you too, yeah
Delusional just like you, you know I'm delusional just like you
Yeah, I bless a lil' b*tch, achoo
Yeah, I wrote that b*tch a poem, haiku
Yeah, some bad sh*t since high school
Yeah, she probably weigh more P than you

[Verse: CEO Trayle]
"Put the Glock on the dresser," I do
Yeah, yeah, "Do you take this lil' b*tch?" I do
If she said she hate me, I hate you too
Yeah, we break up to make up, then f*ck like, ooh
I need an amazin' little b*tch like you
The Rolex face got a Tiffany blue
I tinted the window, she marked in the coupe
Can't believe she was sittin' on the block, well, me too
Think I love this b*tch, a delusional fool
Need another wrist
Put my ice on, we f*ckin', I love that sh*t
If you think that you P, bet I'm P'er, b*tch
Feel like Jeffery, I don't care to see a b*tch
Ayy, ayy, see her when I motherf*ckin' see a b*tch
Love that lil' b*tch so much that I'll leave the b*tch
I was tryna keep this sh*t too G and sh*t
Tell a b*tch, "I love you, I love you the most"
I was cookin' it, open that kitchen door
Played that b*tch like a Nintendo 64
Sixty-two Percs from a sixty-sixty roll
I told baby 'fore when he was six years old, "When you ten, I'ma show you how sh*t could go"
Call me Mr. Backdoor 'cause I kick the door
In the spot with the work and they swing the door
And wherever I go, bet my b*tch'll go
I'm a shark, you belong in a fishing bowl
Give my b*tch the dough, it's like a give-and-go
Know we spinnin' this sh*t, what you livin' for?
I don't want these b*tches, but it plenty more
I want you, stupid b*tch, did you listen, ho?
You just know certain sh*t that my n*ggas don't
Know I love you, lil' b*tch, if you didn't know
[Chorus: CEO Trayle]
Yeah, "I like you," I like you too, uh
"I love you," I love you too, yeah
Delusional just like you, you know I'm delusional just like you
Yeah, I bless a lil' b*tch, achoo
Yeah, I wrote that b*tch a poem, haiku
Yeah, some bad sh*t since high school
Yeah, she probably weigh more P than you
"I like you," I like you too, uh
"I love you," I love you too, yeah
Delusional just like you, you know I'm delusional just like you
Yeah, I bless a lil' b*tch, achoo
Yeah, I wrote that b*tch a poem, haiku
Yeah, some bad sh*t since high school
Yeah, she probably weigh more P than you

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