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deep green – xxl lyrics

[intro]
xxl, don’t watch the price
every single day i’m occupied
pan’s getting washed and dried

[hook]
what’s my size?
xxl, don’t watch the price
i’m not surprised
every single day i’m occupied
from the stove to the sink where the pan’s getting washed and dried
if it ain’t about p’s, no reply like i lost my line

[verse 1]
no reply like mahalia
trapping daily’s my behaviour
it ain’t in my plans to be a failure
paper, paper, paper mania
all in my mind like xavier
yeah i’m looking fly like [?]
got a pebble line and that pebble mine
i’m ahead of time like australia
if you see me with my n+gga, won’t be kel it won’t be kenan
if you see him with his tommy out, might be shelby might be egan
see these youngers, i’ma teach ’em
allow the straps and get your p’s in
but buy a few just in case you’ve gotta leave a n+gga leaking
like what’s my type?
.44 magnum, glocks and nines
might get an ap, fully buss down like what’s the time?
how’s your life? i beg you tell me
said his pockets dem are healthy
you chat sh+t, they look flat as f+ck
a bag of lies he tried to sell me
i was parked on double yellows all night, i swear my whip coulda got towed
had to tell my gyal i’ll be out all night cah i’m stuck up on road
kung+fu grip the way i’m clutching this phone
suttin like yxng bane from a young age n+gga, wrist coulda got froze

[hook]
what’s my size?
xxl, don’t watch the price
i’m not surprised
every single day i’m occupied
from the stove to the sink where the pan’s getting washed and dried
if it ain’t about p’s, no reply like i lost my line

[verse 2]
all this paper gets you fake love
sleeping on me, bet they wake up
patek yellow on my plate bruv
this a sky+dweller, not a datejust
i don’t trust b+tches, f+ck a honey trap
getting rid of q’s like i’m pushing past
tunnel vision, i ain’t looking back
i be breaking bobby and i’m cooking ha
risky risky but i’ve got nipsey with me
so the marathon must continue swiftly
it’s like 50/50 if i break the pot when i whip the whitney
fingers crossed
violate then i’ll rinse it off
try a ting if you think i’m soft
i guarantee that my ting go (bang)
all my burberry drip cost a third of my crib
i’m just burning a spliff thinking i might burn me a bridge
and yeah i certainly did
i ain’t feeling that kid, that bridge just led to a cliff
put my p’s on that strip, that sh+t can easily flip
i ain’t tryna see a next l, feds want me living in a dead cell
they don’t wanna see me excel, i need a size up from this xl
no time for rap, they said “you fell off”, n+gga what?
i just got a box of flake like kellogg’s n+gga

[hook]
what’s my size?
xxl, don’t watch the price
i’m not surprised
every single day i’m occupied
from the stove to the sink where the pan’s getting washed and dried
if it ain’t about p’s, no reply like i lost my line

- deep green lyrics

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