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gyop crew - deposits lyrics

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intro (moonie):
yeah, gyop, yeah, woah, yeah, run it up, aye, stack it, stack money, yeah, young jack, reo, aye, okay, listen, yeah

chorus (moonie):
i just been counting this cash lately
i just been living life fast lately
i been trying to go get me a bag lately
& go buy me coop just to go drag-race it
i know you just want my cash baby
but you know i just want to smash baby
drink a four of that act got my -ss lazy
fn got to keep that sh-t off of safety
come & f-ck with the kid girl i been a boss
i just f-cked on your b-tch, n-gga in a loft
spent some racks on some shoes just to f-cking walk
imma shoot at you first, i’m not finna talk
got your hoe in the spot & im her mouth
pop a perc, pour a four just to mail it south
making juugs on the east but i’m from the south
we got pulls on the east but we from the south

verse 1 (moonie):
i had to stay down and get me some money
all these n-ggas they be acting funny
look at my diamonds, my diamonds are sunny
i had to wrap up a brick like a mummy
i don’t give a f-ck bout this b-tch she ain’t nothing
you play, we pulling up with sticks and we bussin
lil boy i do not have no time to be fussin
i f-cked that lil b-tch in one night but you cuffin
i hit for free and you paid a fee
if you ain’t a ten you can’t lay with me
these n-ggas plotting so i keep a k with me
i got dew with me and lil trey with me
keep that tool with me boy dont play with me
keep a few b-tches in the back of the phantom
man i’m just tryna make it out of atlanta

verse 2 (reo):
i had to wake up just to get my cake up
me & my old girl had to break up
when they see my new b-tch man they gone hate her
i like a pretty b-tch without no make up
i might just (takeoff)
& show these b-tches what you do when you poppin
thirty thousand i might pull out my closet
i remember all them days i was robbin
now i’m iced up like i play hockey
n-gga try me & ima catch a body
i can feel when a n-gga ain’t real
fake n-gga let a real n-gga live
f-ck a 100,000 i need a mill
i need a house with a gate on the hills

chorus (moonie):
i just been counting this cash lately
i just been living life fast lately
i been trying to go get me a bag lately
& go buy me coop just to go drag-race it
i know you just want my cash baby
but you know i just want to smash baby
drink a four of that act got my -ss lazy
fn got to keep that sh-t off of safety
come & f-ck with the kid girl i been a boss
i just f-cked on your b-tch, n-gga in a loft
spent some racks on some shoes just to f-cking walk
imma shoot at you first, i’m not finna talk
got your hoe in the spot & im her mouth
pop a perc, pour a four just to mail it south
making juugs on the east but i’m from the south
we got pulls on the east but we from the south



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