Deposit (feat. DreMoee)

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Don't send me a check I need direct deposit
Uh uh uh
Okay
Don't send me a check
I need direct deposit
Keys to the safe
We don't carry a wallet
Pick up the phone
Hello, we been calling
Jumping em hurdles
Like Sydney McLaughlin
Did you get rona
I peep you been coughing
Creeping and lurking
So tell me you locked in
Stay with my partners
Like apple and mac10
Ain't see it coming
He do too much napping
Drip in this fit
And it came out the closet
I'm with my man
Trippymarr it go way back
Got in my grind, in my bag
They don't like that
Once I get started I take it
No take back
That's not your wife
She got hit at the kickback
Run up a hunnit bands
I gotta get that
Life been a gamble
We playing the blackjack
Watch how you talking
You just might get clapback
Rock out the beat
It stick wit em like new tat
Cut out the faking
Just stop it, you no slatt
Yo man a trader
He working with forex
Take a trip out of the country
Where tourists
Repeat the cycle
But this ain't a chorus
Don't hate on this life
Cus you know it's not yours
Glock with a switch,
I can't say what I did wit it
Jump in that water
Then you gotta live wit it
That opp on a block call up Artt
Then we spinnin' it
Walk with that 40
Run up and get hit with it
Bro got a chopper
He shoot it, you levitate
Yeah I'm hard body
Don't play with them heavyweights
Run up on me
Now you up at them heaven gates
Jump in the foreign and watch it accelerate
Gang
Don't send me a check
I need direct deposit
Keys to the safe
We don't carry a wallet
Pick up the phone
Hello, we been calling
Jumping em hurdles
Like Sydney McLaughlin
Did you get rona
I peep you been coughing
Creeping and lurking
So tell me you locked in
Stay with my partners
Like apple and mac10
Ain't see it coming
He do too much napping
Drip in this fit
And it came out the closet
I'm with my man
Trippymarr it go way back
Got in my grind in my bag
They don't like that
Uh uhh, no they don't
He said he going slide
No he won't
I got tools in the trap
This is not AutoZone
I got cool with the racks
I made that on my own
Brodie moves wit the pots
When he get it, it's gone
Don't send me no checks
I need my shit in hunnits
Designer don't matter
Got that in abundance
The clip got a dozen
We pull up you running
We straight from the gutta
The top where we coming
Them niggas ain't sliding
They want me go live wit em'
I'm from the trenches
Where they was depriving em'
Say you want smoke, cus you broke
Don't you lie to em'
The opps they outisde
You going die if you ride wit em'
Gang
Don't send me a check
I need direct deposit
Keys to the safe
We don't carry a wallet
Pick up the phone
Hello, we been calling
Jumping em hurdles
Like Sydney McLaughlin
Did you get rona
I peep you been coughing
Creeping and lurking
So tell me you locked in
Stay with my partners
Like apple and mac10
Ain't see it coming
He do too much napping
Drip in this fit
And it came out the closet
I'm with my man
Trippymarr it go way back
Got in my grind in my bag
They don't like that
Uh uhh, no they don't

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