Deletee (Intro) - Bladee

I stay out of sight, it’s a satellite life\nGot a shadow ice knife, Gucci lenses on my eyes\nBank account match my clothing size\nThat explains the price of my shoes\nI got news, you can get cut up like fruit\nBladee one sound like Akon when I make songs\nSay some wrong, you may run, you get rained on\nSomeone rather then no one, I got no one\nI was so wrong, waiting so long\nYou were no one, hold on\nI should go home to the chrome zone\nNo ozone, sold my soul now my souls gone\nI hold the map, I got the keys to the city\nGTB, I see machines in the city\nHelicopters when we leave in December\nOn my LG, call my team, we assemble\nI’m beyond, I don’t believe in the system\nYou can sing, I press delete, I don’t listen\nI got items, I’m complete for no reason\nGot no meaning, pull a the card get a reading\nThaiboy Goon, I got that weed in my system\nYou can sing, I press delete, I don’t listen\nI got cash, I pull up clean for no reason\nOn my iPhone, call my team, now I’m beaming\nThaiboy Goon, I’m at the scene when I’m dreaming\nGTBSG, we riding with no ceiling\nYung Thaiboy Goon, I’m posted in the building\nYou can sing, I press delete, I don’t listen\nAhhh, ahh\nBladee, bladee