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g.t. - it get deep lyrics

[intro: g.t.]
ayy, lately i been…
n0body told me the tables turn, but now a n+gga know it
yeah, ayy

[chorus: g.t.]
lately i been to myself, can’t be around fake love
fake handshakes, fake hugs
never leave the crib without the gun
’cause it get deep, it get deep
it get deep, it get deep
i tell you, it get deep, it get deep

[verse 1: g.t.]
i was a lil’ boy out here playin’, i had to go grown man on ’em
they used to doubt me, i stuck to the plan on ’em
i’m just chillin’, ap rubber band on me
i like her body, so i threw a band on her
i wanted hеr, but she put her friend on mе
flew her to mali, put a lil’ tan on her
she wanna go shopping, here like ten thou’
i don’t even know where to start
celine, celine, the matty boy chrome heart
i put some time in her just to f+ck, then cut her off, i ain’t got no heart
she givin’ me brain, i’m thinkin’ to myself like, “d+mn, how the b+tch ain’t so smart?”
i’m trippin’, i’m swingin’ the bentley from lane to lane, i’m treatin’ this b+tch like a go+kart
[chorus: g.t.]
lately i been to myself, can’t be around fake love
fake handshakes, fake hugs
never leave the crib without the gun
’cause it get deep, it get deep
it get deep, it get deep
i tell you, it get deep, it get deep

[interlude: shawny binladen]
buh, buh, buh
oh, yeah
uh
yeah
whole lot of yellow tape, n+gga
whole lot of wavy gang, n+gga
opp in the air
big opp in the air, n+gga

[verse 2: shawny binladen]
only two glocks when we pop out
brand new g, so i’m lettin’ bro rock out
lil’ bro spot an opp, so you know he gotta hop out
spin an opp block every day with the glock out
oh, yeah, b+tch, with the g, i’ma leap
uh, you now the gang playin’ for keeps
uh, shoot ’em out a trackhawk jeep
you know i count racks in my sleep
oh, yeah, uh, blackout sh+t, b+tch, you know we just land on ’em
if i want him dead, then you know i put some bands on him
block so hot, big wick put a tan on ’em
that ain’t his mans, lil’ n+gga just ran on him
that boy not a grinch, he ain’t even got a band on him
lil’ bro got a glock, that sh+t’ll never jam on him
john wick the big dog, they’ll never put a hand on him
[outro: shawny binladen]
oh, yeah
uh
yeah

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