Deeply

Uh, yeah, let's go

I want her outta here (let's go)
I'm goin' up, nigga, it's too late (let's go)
She had no faith in me anyway (let's go)
Some of this shit, I just can't say (let's go)
Some of my niggas in Maybachs (uh-huh)
Been gettin' money, we past that
Turn a nigga to a hashtag
Smokin' on good gas pack (uh-huh)
Yeah, yeah, my bitch, she got a fat ass
And I bring that Glock wit' me everywhere, I can't be on lack
(No, let's go, no, no)
I remember I ain't had nothin' (let's go)
Real Act', ain't sippin' on 'Tussin (let's go)
My bitch bad, yo' bitch busted
And I'm off this addy right now
AR-15 way too loud
Glock hit you, that'll beat you down (let's go)
And these niggas my sons, what should I teach them now? (Woah)
And if you my brother, you can't be broke
And we posted up with some bands on me (let's go, go)
He had switched on me, that's painful
My brother died on me, that's painful (let's go, let's go)
I remember we used to wear the same clothes (let's go, let's go)
Stayed solid, nigga, can't change up (go, go, go, go)
You know my niggas too dangerous
Yeah, 55's took his face off
I pop oxy', that's blue like a peacock (go, go, go)
Yeah, I'ma fuck this bitch, then turn to a stranger (then turn to a stranger)
My niggas too deep in the field, you can't hang by
One call, that get yo' ass in danger (in danger)
We in that 'Cat that jump, yeah, just like a Bengal (just like a Bengal)
We got the drop on you, bitch, so you better lay low (yeah, aight)
Money can't lean on you, nigga, 'bout to put a beam on a nigga
Red bottoms bleedin', lil' nigga (let's go)
And while racks fallin' I see it, lil' nigga
Too many drugs on me like I'm a dealer, lil' nigga (let's go)
Yeah, I pop Percs 'cause I can't even feel nothin', nigga (let's go)
Yeah, ridin' through the H, now I'm geeked out of my mind, yeah (let's go)
Been off these drugs, yeah, since I was a child (let's go)
Goin' a hundred and eighty miles (let's go, go)
And we ain't gettin' too far
Far, oh (let's go)
Far, ooh, too far, oh
We ain't gettin' too (let's go)
Far, far, far
Far, far, far (let's go)
(Too far, too far, too far, no, let's go)

Yeah, my shooters, they D-1, they gon' cap you from afar (let's go)
Send bullets flyin' through that car, it look like a war (let's go)
You best go call yo' mama, 'cause we cuttin' yo' life short (let's go)
Boy, we want yo' head, we ain't aimin' at the floor

I want her outta here (let's go)
I'm goin' up, nigga, it's too late (let's go)
She had no faith in me anyway (let's go)
Some of this shit, I just can't say (let's go)
Some of my niggas in Maybachs (uh-huh)
Been gettin' money, we past that
Turn a nigga to a hashtag
Smokin' on good gas pack
Yeah, yeah, my bitch, she got a fat ass
And I bring that Glock wit' me everywhere, I can't be on lack (let's go)
I remember I ain't had nothin' (let's go)
Real Act', ain't sippin' on 'Tussin (let's go)
My bitch bad, yo' bitch busted
And I'm off this addy right now
AR-15 way too loud
Glock hit you, that'll beat you down
And these niggas my sons, what should I teach them now?