30 Deep (feat. Tug2x) [Official Audio]

Feeling when I'm on wrists, this shit ridiculous Wheels go for whole chicken, this shit ridiculous That's what's happening with R.O.C. shit, bitch-ass nigga I'ma put you up for 30 inches, this shit ridiculous Hold 30 leagues, tryna see who on it F*ck the case, pull up, actin' with that switch And they ain't playin' with that 50, I'm a young nigga Tryna run some shit, nigga, for the 30 I'ma run, run, run, with tha draco Nigga passin' the ball, it's tryna go I gotta fit the ball for the goal Nigga, f*ck that shit, it's hot as shit F*ck that nigga like he ain't bout it F*ck that nigga like he ain't taught it F*ck that nigga like he ain't know it Come through trippin' like I'm Michael Jackson I walk up in this bitchin' like I'm Jamerick Smokin' dope Hop on the beat and I got a spank Cause these niggas made me mad Don't ask me for no money Cause I hate it when a nigga don't pay me back Most of these ride niggas bad Let me put him in the back And go ahead and take out the trash I turn her down real quick I do it so fast You'll thank a young nigga flash All these niggas, they hate me Put a nigga up beside the road Sitting in the car, strapped down with the car On the ride, in the trap, but the shit's so fast Tell the nigga, stop carrying me All these niggas, they hate me Steppin' on the air title, steppin' on the brake pad Tappin' the name, but I get no hype I'm doin' my shit, but a nigga can't fight me Why in the hell do they hate me Shit is up, but they can't hate me Back there on the hill Throwin' up phones, but I beat the case Like I'm poppin' up the block Step out the Grands Next thing you know, she with Dill Steppin' out blues and clues I got the money, and I be like a fool I'm ridin' on bait Can't be late If you ain't no nigga, you can't be great Got your issues Since I dropped my load She tryna see where I stay These niggas ain't even hungry They really just dollars They wanna take out my plate She know I want it, hit it But she don't care She tryna give me her face I told her I don't want the coochie, nigga So she tryna give me her face I told her to tie God north to great Like counterfeit bills These niggas be fake She see me, she drippin She wet like a lady Can't wait till I get paid Tryna move out the state She said, took you gettin' big I don't live for no waste She said, took you gettin' big I been livin' waste F*ck an old bitch and her sister I know that she said to my shit, so great Came from the backyard When I pulled up the phone Went and taped a little bitch on a date Throw that hoe right out on the street But I tell nobody for the come back home But I open the cap, but this shit so epic I said, I'm swervin' lane to lane But an open trap, but these niggas can't stop me Ridin' from Paris, want some swag But I'm in the backyard Tryna see where the hype at Ha ass on Tokyo, Pinocchio But I can't see no Okyo But I'm lookin' for Tater He lookin' back like he wanna smoke a sock Oh, dirty knee Tryna see who on the 40K Pull up, actin' with that switcher name Playin' with that 50 I'm a young nigga Tryna run some shit, nigga For the third act I go round, round, round With the Drake on Nigga passin' the ball And it's tryna go D for a whole chain This year it ain't the same