Deep End (feat. YoungAge & Breezy)

Don't lift it up or throw it back, bitch, put it in my hand You silly, think I'm chasing pussy, bitch, I'm chasing bands Nigga, you won't use that pole, so why is it in your hand And tell me why you bought that shit when you know it's gon' jam Purple drank with a gram, I do my Ziggy dance I can make your bitch park it over, do her titty dance Smack her booty cause I can, she know that I'm the man Touchin' on my jewelry cause it shine, she like the way it glance She wish I would f*ck her good in some Amiri pants This bitch from the jungle, I think she just hit Flamingo stance Everywhere a nigga go, I got bitch shaking ass Nigga, you can't come to the function if you ain't bring cash F*ck this bitch in some skinny jeans Ayy, lil' bitch on me she like Billie Jean Ayy, lil' ass bitch, she don bring a thing I can't f*ck with that bitch if she ain't bring it in Ayy, she knowin what i mean Ayy, lil' body, bitch, bitch, hitting teen I can't f*ck with that bitch if she ain't bring a green Ayy, I'm too cross, bitch, I'm sipping lean Ayy, I'm too cross, bitch, I sip the fo I can't f*ck with that bitch, she at the Kona store Posted on the block, she on the blade, she tryna get it back Like, I can't f*ck with that bitch, these hoes ain't hella mad, like I don't care if you a bitch, you'll get knocked out These niggas talk too crazy on my mama, they ain't pop out Bitch, I say gettin this chicken like it's kung pao out Kick a nigga in his shit like I'm kaloa Ayy, why you flexing all them guns, nigga, you're not hard Bitch, I'm wit young age, we on your boulevard Ayy, I'm the main topic, nigga, I ain't never heard of you You are not poppin Ayy, nigga, yeah, it's that simple Ayy, I just fucked this bitch, I'm gripping on her back nipples Ayy, nigga, yeah, it's that simple Ayy, yeah, it's that simple