Wah Gwan Delilah Lyrics
[Intro: Snowd4y]
Yo, wah gwan, Delilah
[Verse 1: Snowd4y]
Wah gwan, Delilah, what’s it like in Toronto City?
I’m two thousand kilometres away
But girl, tonight, you look so bad, oh, yes, you do
Dundas Square don’t shine as bright as you
Top left, top left
Wah gwan, Delilah, you live far, it’s such a mission
I can finesse my way on the transit
But nowadays, these guys are dissing, are you dumb?
I scan my Presto wit’ no funds
Kick me off, you get brunched
[Chorus: Snowd4y]
Oh, don’t you be acting mean
Oh, there’s a 40 in my jeans (Lah, lah)
And oh, your shorty wants to reach
Oh, these are Mike Amiri jeans (Lah, lah)
[Verse 2: Drake]
Wah gwan, Delilah, know I’m late ’cause there’s bare traffic
I just showed my dog your ‘Gram
He said he knows a man that slapped it, I’m so cheesed
Your mademoiselle nights are geeked, I’m bent, low-key
Wah gwan, Delilah, double-date me if you like me
Brought my cro’nem for your bestie
Sorry, he’s wearin’ a shiesty, he’s not beat
It’s just too smokey in these streets, you’re looking sweet
[Chorus: Snowd4y]
Oh, don’t you be acting mean
Oh, there’s a 40 in my jeans (Lah, lah)
And oh, your shorty wants to reach
Oh, these are Mike Amiri jeans (Lah, lah)
[Verse 3: Snowd4y]
Wah gwan, Delilah, peeped your batty from afar
The way I’m chiefing on these Russian creams
My lungs are full of tar, I’m on the way
I spend that CERB, why would I save?
Does it look like I own a cape?
Wah gwan, Delilah, can you scoop me from the mall?
The pack came from British Columbia
Fiends blow my phone off the wall, I’m makin’ waps
I get more bandskis than your pops, don’t piss me off
[Chorus: Snowd4y]
Oh, don’t you be acting mean
Oh, there’s a 40 in my jeans
[Verse 4: Snowd4y]
And oh, if you’re tryna hit a lick on the TD, RBC, Scotiabank, R.B.C, C.I.B.C, P.C Financial
Holler at me
Miyute, don’t be movin’ tough ’cause I will call your Scarborough bluff
Like Tarzan, I am always on the Jane (Always on the Jane)
I’m on your block like, “Where you at?”
They stay inside like Kai Cenat
My kicks are wet from trappin’ in the rain
Stoleys moshed, I’ll bike today, but don’t walk in the bikers lane
Or you’re gonna catch a deafazz to the brain
I can’t explain, oh
[Outro: Snowd4y]
Wah gwan, Sabrina, what’s it like in Mississauga?
I know you stay at home wit’ mama
So can you bless me with a dollar? Don’t be rude
Square One don’t shine as bright as you
I swear it’s, I swear it’s true