Deen Lyrics

Blrrt blrrt bitch yop bitch

Glrrt yeah yop' yop'

Yop' yop' yop' yop'

It's a turn of events you cross yo' own then you get split

And bitch I'm back with the shits so lets see if you make it

My niggas know how I'm comin' rock out alone I'm on offense

You hatin' hoes can eat my dick and I ain't talkin' bout' a bit

Lil' pussy step to me you won't make it far you got me bent

I will not play with the deen lil' boy you know I'm heaven sent

Play you lay if you seen somethin' then keep it a secret

In the back ima' scream free Tray, cause my nigga innocent

I rose straight out of the mud I'm talkin' way between the grits

Tell them niggas sleep tight they better act right

Can't see how I'm comin' through the night I'm creepin' through the light

I don't give no fucks bitch ass nigga get hit with the pipe

In clear sight uppin' with that yoppa' shit he just might

Said he'd do that time he doin' fine he took a nigga life

You don't know me bitch you think I'm dumb, I'm sharp just like a knife

Nation shit Foota whop on yo' ass and yo' fuckin' wife

I never had me shit as a kid, so all I know is get that paper

I chase that money now

Them hoes and problems comin' after later

Outlet that smoke yea I bring that cancer I evaporate em'

Yea bitch you a joke I'm on what you on ain't talkin' no verbatim

Send a message, not the creator lil' bitch come meet yo' maker

(MBN bitch it's MBN bitch MBN bitch on that MBN shit yea yea yea bitch I say fuck the savor)

He met his maker, now they ass clique hoppin' like a hot potato

He a fruit plus he green chop gon' eat em' like a Florida Gator (Yea yea yea)

Bitch ima' leave my fuckin' mark I'm talkin' big as craters

Them niggas tryna hype you up, but they really haters

Yea this that illegal steppin', but we not reppin' shit (Mm)

187 cold blooded that lethal weapon shit (Mm)

Pay for the deal and the method yea that's that tele' shit (Mm)

Shells fly out of the mag now you in heaven bitch (Mm)

Not what I did with a weapon just talkin' future tense

Niggas be dumb as a bitch but we got common sense

Won't go to jail I'm really on that fuck a celly bitch (Yea yea)

Soon as I step off in the Yo' I take my seat and close the door, I said it's hotter then a hoe

These niggas bums these niggas slow, ain't tryna talk they trained to go

I put a D in front the O

Bitch I just do and you won't know

Way different level fuck them guys

Bitch bring yo' friend I want it bi

After I nut I told her bye

I'm from that Nawf and was made by

I lay down what I stand on bitch you know I'm on that type of time

Hottest youngin' hard body ain't no bitches on this side

Threw my sim out in the ocean ain't no seein' up in mines

Look lil' wodie we not the same cause I'm on a different grind

Say don't make me take yo' bitch hit from the back and knock her spine

(I say smash that nigga stomp that nigga leave em' where his mama at)

(Hollows fill em' up like some mother fuckin' body fat eh)