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Pizza Delivery! (feat. Wes Calliope) Lyrics


Reptilelegit Pizza Delivery! (feat. Wes Calliope)

[Intro]
Skrt skrt

[Chorus: ReptileLegit]
I don't smoke weed, but I'm still dope
And I be leaving her on read, call me high five ghost
Cause I don't simp for a hoe, I'm a simp for my bros
And all my bars like a medicine, I overdosed
I don't smoke weed, but I'm still dope
And I be leaving her on read, call me high five ghost
Cause I don't simp for a hoe, I'm a simp for my bros
And all my bars like a medicine, I overdosed

[Verse 1: ReptileLegit]
Food on your plate, I'ma steal a piece
'Cause I be sweating making fire while you sweating the greasе
And I got bitches preaching to my music like I'm a priеst
And I be spending all my money they call me Mrs. Beast
And I'm like ayy, ayy, look, look
I just got 'em shook, shook
Whipping all my verses, it be coming from a cookbook
Talking so much, he a chicken like rotisserie
He just getting mad I'm getting bread, pizza delivery

[Verse 2: Wes Calliope]
Fuck you mean? I just popped a bean
Stay so fresh, so clean
When I jumped up on the scene like a
Two faced shawty oh la di da di
Mia Wallace bumping tommy
Cause I'm wavy like tsunami
[Verse 3: ReptileLegit & Wes Calliope]
Fit all black, looking like a cigarette tar
50 on a 25, driving in a sports car
Like a football she know that I'm finna go far
Not a spaceman, but you know I'm shining like a star
I'm a doomer with a beanie and a repertoire (Repertoire)
Tripping on Clairo making cheddar ain't no reservoir
You fast as cheetah mama mia you drive a supercar? (Skrt skrt)
And now we're speeding like a shooting star

[Chorus: ReptileLegit]
I don't smoke weed, but I'm still dope (But I'm still dope)
And I be leaving her on read, call me high five ghost (She call me high five)
Cause I don't simp for a hoe, I'm a simp for my bros (No I don't simp)
And all my bars like a medicine, I overdosed (Ayy, ayy)
I don't smoke weed, but I'm still dope (Ayy, ayy)
And I be leaving her on read, call me high five ghost (High five)
Cause I don't simp for a hoe, I'm a simp for my bros (No I don't simp)
And all my bars like a medicine, I overdosed (Ayy, yeah)


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