In Too Deep Lyrics

I like to buss my neck, down, so these fees a lot

Duh, bitch, these VVs, you better beat the block

Couple of shooters from my section, that'll feed him shots

Yeah, it's a cold world, you better keep your glock

Yeah, it's a cold world, you better keep your glock

I Keep it on me, I keep it tucked

Where you at, though

I've been in the trap, though

Counting up all these racks, though

I don't give a fuck about your bitch, yeah, she a rat hoe

Bring me back that trap, though

Time to go get these stacks, though

Ayy, been it over for real, P

I'm ten toes on the pavement, I hope they feel me

Ayy, and if you tripping, then you gone have to kill three

Straight facts, these niggas in my ear, they straight cap

And I don't hear shit unless they thumbing through these racks

Splurge team, the gang, you getting straight whacked

Fly shit only, we double up them Maybach's

She a trophy, and these pussies say they know me

But I don't know him, Choppa on Heem, I'ma blow heem

Catch him at the light, do him wrong, got it on me

Call Lil Yaah, switchy gang, we gon' do heem up

Catch a Opp, then I'ma swish cheese the whole block

And I ain't playing with no pussies, I'm in to sending shot's

Poe, uh 8 of, This Wok so I don't think a lot

I like to bust my neck, damn, so these fee's a lot

Duh, bitch, these VVs, you better beat the block

Couple shooters from my section, that'll feed heem shots

Yeah, it's a cold world, you better keep your glock

Yeah, it's a cold world, you better keep your glock