Lyrics:
think about you
I put my orange coat on side by side
Be back by two
Just look out here like
What do I do?
I get 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
Carriages and I'm still
ain't got enough by the first of the month
Knock on the door goes 1, 2, 3
Cops always knock in threes on the glass
Blast through the window, light from
gonna wake up and find my way.
And by that time now, you're gonna never ever never ever heard me say,
"That was the longest damn day."
One, two
and take a dive
1,2,3,4,5
Take a step into the light, yeah
1,2,3,4,5
I'm here right by your side
1,2,3,4,5
I can make u feel alive uhhh
Oooh, baby, my baby,
We in the widebody riding six deep
With one, two, three, four
Bitches in the backseat
Droppin' off work to the fiends
Like I'm Uber Eats
Only need
Been living with my back on the wall
Been robbing Peter just to Paul
So I take a deep breath and say
I'm a blow them obstacles out the way for my
at the roof
Know we ain’t together but I know I’ll marry you
1,2,3,4
Bad man bad man, I’m notGreat man great man, I am
Just come and dance cause I’m
Chilling
Ha ha
Yeah yeah
Make it butter
I'm gonna Bankhead bounce!
No doubt
Ayo watch yo mouth!
Ayo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze
want deep leave 'em behind
Aiyo
1-2-3-4-5-6-7
Blaze the hot trizack
Shine like heaven
7-6-5-4-3-2-1
Come on Mr. Smith come get some
My
Street, think it's dumb sweet?
You want heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat
Ayo, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Blaze the hot trizack
Street, think it's dumb sweet?
You want heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat
Ayo, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Blaze the hot trizack
(Ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da) little bit louder now, clearer, let's go
Ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da
Ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da, yo
Ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da
One, two, one, two, three
riding, homicide 4 deep with them gats cocked
Ready to put some fools on they back
1, 2, 3 a nigga slanging keys
but why you have to mess
Two hours later back in the hood slangin' dope
'Cause its an everyday thang where I hang at
3rd Ward Calliope projects I thought I name dat
Where
as it gathers in a pool by your feet
You turn up the heat
Tossing and turning, you cannot sleep
Quietly weep, you're in too deep
Five, four, three
number five on the radio station
Won a four-day, three-night beach vacation
Deep sea senorita fishing down in Panama
And I ain't gotta see my ex future
talking ‘bout a brand new flex on you
Shawty talking ‘bout a past ex, sex on you
She don’t know that I would die to get close
1, 2, 3, 4 feet away just
niggas
You came too deep, one fell niggas
I'm layin in the cut but still don't give a fuck
Roc-a-fella forever, Memph man, what what
Chorus 2x's
Verse
at the countdown's arc
The countdown arc starts 10, 9, 8
Thrust makes it fly, 7, 6, 5
Try not to lose, at 4, 3, 2
By the time I hit 1, it's undone
Won't someone
or tradition,
I am not driven by, I am not driven by,
I am not driven by family or tradition!
[Verse 2]
Save your prayers for someone who cares,
Even if I’m in
Forty deep how we creep uh
We come form the street
When see that jeep you aint saved by the bell
Thats when the tires screech
With a devilish reach
Bigga baby, ball like a dawg
It's enough of me to go 'round for both of y'all
Me and my clique, we the t-shirt gang
50 niggas deep, going "bang bang
fuck about the law
Don't give two fuck I'm on my job
You know that type of girl you can creep with
3AM rendezvous, give her deep dick
Say she kinda
know you won't
Yeah, walkin' on the bridge, I threw my sins over the deep end
Sippin' 'til my stomach hurt, this month I done lost three friends
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