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Deepend (feat. KotahMG & JKD Papo)
by Myles_MG
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She come nd hold me up cause it feel like I'm leaning
I think that I fell in the deepened
Yeah I'm so high I don't know If I'm dreaming
Im geeking I fell asleep woke up next weekend
Watching my back cause my demons keep creeping
They feening they tell me fuck up cause they need it
Pressure make diamonds but I change the season
Changing the climate do it for no reason
I'm taking off like a rocket no you can't stop it
Balling like I'm on the rockets
Come take a look in my pockets shit like the tropics
Gun go glah when I pop it
I hit a opp in his sockets body's be dropping
Can't fuck wit niggas they plotting
She wanna fuck I said top it baby don't stop it
She always there she gone cock it
Slide on a opp nigga know ima double back
I'll spank his bitch ain't in love with that
She in my phone shawty always running back
I had enough so I'm dubbing that
You is a dummy how the fuck you fumble that
Talk about money I double that
I took a sip out my cup I ain't coming back
Pour the whole 8 nd have fun with that
Hop in a V6 racing
Im doing the dash
He try to keep up now that nigga losing patience
Grandma always said be patient
Remain the same I ain't changing
She could never be my main bitch
I'm spending them racks bitch I make it right back
The money always staying stationed
Im geeking I'm booted might pass out
Right before that I'm breaking her back down
Boujee bitch she shaking ass in the background
Going balls deep nd you know she gone tap out
Grabbing the credit nd debit then max out
She got the statement you know she finna black out
Cruising the interstate grabbing be punching
This track a lil calmer so I wasn't dumping
Just cop me the sawed off ya bitch what I'm pumping
You know that it's Wednesday ya slut what I'm humping
She seen on all the money she shake it she jump in
I told her relax for a minute I'm bussin
I open the door ain't say shit nd she jumped in
My white my bitch be booted she loving the raves
I really don't think you know bout all them days
When we was 5 deep nd we sat in the rain
Trapped out of the whip just to fucking maintain
Now we in the boof letting out all the pain
This music addicting go tap you a vain
Cutting up white line not even a lane
Almost just macked the whip feeling insane
But my little bitch got the wheel nd the brain
She know ima dog I ain't tryna get tamed
My last bitch emotional shit was a shame
Sorry baby you think that you clever
I caught a lil vibe I know you got vendettas
Me nd MG might fuck up a Tesla
My brother my kin for them I do whatever
We established got keep it together
You touch money got move wit barrettes
Give a fuck where he at ima send him
Give a fuck what's the block ima bend em
Fuck I just ashed on my Rick Owen denim's
Punching B 22s when I get up
I'm on they ass I don't know how to let up
Dead presidents sit on my dresser
Skinny nigga but my pockets a flexa
Never change always be a finesser
She like Papo yea you getting a lil better
Double cup in my hand any whether
I just dance up on the trip wit the devil
He just sold me some jewls nd some bezels
Can't go out I'm always next to my medal
Drop some lines in a pop watch it settle
Foreign bitch she saying yes to whatever
If I tell her to get em she get em
Montclair all up on my coat in the winter
In the back of a big body sprinter
Fuck it if he send the addy we get em
She come nd hold me up cause it feel like I'm leaning
I think that I fell in the deepened
Yeah I'm so high I don't know If I'm dreaming
Im geeking I fell asleep woke up next weekend
Watching my back cause my demons keep creeping
They feening they tell me fuck up cause they need it
Pressure make diamonds but I change the season
Changing the climate do it for no reason
I'm taking off like a rocket no you can't stop it
Balling like I'm on the rockets
Come take a look in my pockets shit like the tropics
Gun go glah when I pop it
I hit a opp in his sockets body's be dropping
Can't fuck wit niggas they plotting
She wanna fuck I said top it baby don't stop it
She always there she gone cock it
Slide on a opp nigga know ima double back
I'll spank his bitch ain't in love with that
She in my phone shawty always running back
I had enough so I'm dubbing that
You is a dummy how the fuck you fumble that
Talk about money I double that
I took a sip out my cup I ain't coming back
Pour the whole 8 nd have fun with that
Hop in a V6 racing
Im doing the dash
He try to keep up now that nigga losing patience
Grandma always said be patient
Remain the same I ain't changing
She could never be my main bitch
I'm spending them racks bitch I make it right back
The money always staying stationed
Im geeking I'm booted might pass out
Right before that I'm breaking her back down
Boujee bitch she shaking ass in the background
Going balls deep nd you know she gone tap out
Grabbing the credit nd debit then max out
She got the statement you know she finna black out
Cruising the interstate grabbing be punching
This track a lil calmer so I wasn't dumping
Just cop me the sawed off ya bitch what I'm pumping
You know that it's Wednesday ya slut what I'm humping
She seen on all the money she shake it she jump in
I told her relax for a minute I'm bussin
I open the door ain't say shit nd she jumped in
My white my bitch be booted she loving the raves
I really don't think you know bout all them days
When we was 5 deep nd we sat in the rain
Trapped out of the whip just to fucking maintain
Now we in the boof letting out all the pain
This music addicting go tap you a vain
Cutting up white line not even a lane
Almost just macked the whip feeling insane
But my little bitch got the wheel nd the brain
She know ima dog I ain't tryna get tamed
My last bitch emotional shit was a shame
Sorry baby you think that you clever
I caught a lil vibe I know you got vendettas
Me nd MG might fuck up a Tesla
My brother my kin for them I do whatever
We established got keep it together
You touch money got move wit barrettes
Give a fuck where he at ima send him
Give a fuck what's the block ima bend em
Fuck I just ashed on my Rick Owen denim's
Punching B 22s when I get up
I'm on they ass I don't know how to let up
Dead presidents sit on my dresser
Skinny nigga but my pockets a flexa
Never change always be a finesser
She like Papo yea you getting a lil better
Double cup in my hand any whether
I just dance up on the trip wit the devil
He just sold me some jewls nd some bezels
Can't go out I'm always next to my medal
Drop some lines in a pop watch it settle
Foreign bitch she saying yes to whatever
If I tell her to get em she get em
Montclair all up on my coat in the winter
In the back of a big body sprinter
Fuck it if he send the addy we get em