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deezy216 - 4 deep lyrics

i’m still ridin 4 deep with them chopsticks and a bad b+tch
shotgun got her suckin d+ck lil shawty ratchet
saint clair straight to sax fifth we makin magic
i can’t ever wife a b+tch that give her p+ssy up in traffic
aye, i pull her tracks out
drug dealer music so we gon bring them straps out
it’s free lil kapo when he touch down we gon cash out
just bought this b+tch a purse then f+cked her till she tapped out then i spazzed out
black out, swervin i might crash now
this time i’m gon pop a xan and blow lil shawty back out till she lash out
boom boom, another body droppin man down
i’m ridin with that bag now, she twerking with her ass out
oh yea that lil hoe a junkie shawty comatose
i don’t pop no percocet my daddy overdosed
i can’t wife nonе of these thots cuz they bе doin the most
i be tokin on my ops i blow em up in smoke
ever since a youngin i was with them 74s
turnt to a felon now i’m break+in hearts and dropping folks
hit yo head with lil pump turn you to lil boat
draco hit you with that rocket bet you don’t float
pull up mob deep all gs no hoes
pistol to yo throat, lil foe a make you choke
tj pistol whip ya dome i bet he bust ya nose
and it’s free big rell locked down he still got 10 more
i got felons in the box who really doin years
i seen them snitches hit the road they gotta hide in fear
two glocks two d+cks they a blast forreal
hit the gas skrt skrt i be shifting gears
i feel like herbo no lil baby i really end careers
put that on god the realist man i met was in the mirror
what i made bout last month you making in a year
i’m a hustler my lil baby i thought i made it clear
i really came up out the trenches ain’t no rap cap
i eat you p+ssy ass trappers like some rap snacks
straight from the bottom to the top like where the checks at
i’m perfection on the lake no shade to young cap
i be lowkey peepin rappers where they buzz at
same city never heard ya sh+t what was that
it be the same l!cks i’m serving on the ounce stains
flexing on they snapchat like it’s the whole thing
you ain’t never been a plug in your muf+ckin life
quit that lying through your t++th my youngins rob you with the pipe
you barely moving bags you ain’t ever earned a stripe
you a p+ssy ass b+tch with a d+ck you a dyk+
midnight get that sh+t right
couple k!llas with me cut throat they not nice
balmain denims but the nikes off white
if you want beef with the mob we on sight aye
we on sight
if you want beef with the mob we on sight
midnight get that sh+t right

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