Deep Ends - Dirt Lyrics

I Goku when I come through you boys Frieza
You boys new I told you don't f*ck me up
I been bored no new flows I'm all dried up
I built yours, theirs, those, and all that up
Tore my ACL running up a check
I stopped saying shit was wrong, pressure off my neck
I popped shit off 'cause I was too damn stressed
Y'all got no feelings when Kiki asks what's next, look
Pray these next man's vanished, ain't no next man's savage
A next man's damaged when they take they spot for granted
Yeah give thanks to the most high, they move all my dope
Bitch we made out on the porch high, summer in the snow
Provider of that coke music for an art hoe users
Pretty bitches popping pussy for some blow losers
F*ck a hater I might make his body roll stupid
Ohh, I got news for you new kid
Next time that you hit me better come through with the smoke
This year and so forth no I'm not for none these jokes
If you know then you motherf*cking know
This is real life you don't get no extra time
It's just me and mines
F*cking with me? Then you f*cking with some lives
I don't like any of you guys
Lie to me and say it to my f*cking eyes, yeah
Grinding all my teeth, make the silver on em' shine
Bitch I'm speeding 103, on the freeway 105
Yeah, die

He was raised a boss nigga, he a go-getter
Bitch, he's always on the go-missions, always flow switchin'
Catch him pissin' on his foes, R. Kelly, no women
All he do is spit the dope shit, call 'em a coke kitchen
He be trippin'
See I jotted quick after dropping 'cid
With a chronic spliff and exotic bitch
I'll admit when I started this
I did not commit but I talked the shit
What I did was experiment
Gotta different wave, then I drifted hits
Now I'm the kid, with you by the neck
And yo' momma' next if you tryna' threat

Oop, shit, uhh, yeah
God damn here it go again
Saint Laurent fur, where i put my sedatives at
Umm, in Ikea with some bad bitches on me
Ice cream pink fur coat like Norrie'
Buddy quit talking that's the end of discussion
I'm just, I'm just
It's the salad dressing sea captain
Ice breaking ends colder than Alaskan
Y'all goofy hit me up like "what's happenin'"
Money counter going up, yeah, that's happenin'
Your clique hella sus, boy, what's happenin'
I'm the hardest on the coast that's no cappin'
Got them standin' on they toes that's no cappin'
Got them standin' on they toes that's no cappin'
Got them standing on they toes that's no cappin'
Walkin up with that cotton candy that's denim
Young valley prodigy
None of y'all can f*ck with me
Only sip cash, catch me driving in a Hennessy
Out here making moves, that's the reason I got enemies
Kennedy, Ima' drop the top
Cut some calories, nine degrees
Put that on my bag, cut my salary
F*ckin' with a thottie' who don't f*ck with me, damn
I ain't f*ckin' with em
Why the f*ck you actin like the victim
Why the f*ck you talkin' like you with 'em
Why the f*ck you talkin' just listen
I ain't really f*ckin' with your system
You ain't really wildin', you a mothaf*ckin'
Bitch made, mistake, on god
Went and bought a fake chain, that's gold plate, on god
Shawty got the cocaine and nose ring, on god
You ain't with the propane, you no name on god

Like it's outer space, f*ck is my inhaler?
Exhale, inhale, bitch, is in my nature
I can barely breathe, drownin' in drool
Lemonhead spillin', you unacceptable
And they move like yuppies, it's a wrap like mummy
See they bitch ass, yucky ass, not makin' money
Equip the air from my lungs, wait, watch me f*ck this up
I just got the goop all on you like, let's run it up, bitch

Like woah, they'll never know
Cause I'm runnin' through stores, I flow like oh my god
They'll never talk their shit like woah, we 'bout to blow
And i'm popping these pills like corn, i'm foreign
I'm in the ring, i'm 'bout to be known as king, bitch
Never rock them gold chains, your minds sipping propane
Love me til' her phone rang
Push her to the side cause her mans be calling so late
JAYE ends here like your career