Deep Off

Lyrics
[Intro: Louie Ray] So deep off on that— I couldn't no more So deep off on that— (Murda with another banger) So deep off on that dope, I couldn't no more I'm so deep off with that— yeah So deep off on— I couldn't So deep off on that dope it had me [Chorus: Louie Ray] I'm so deep off on that dope, I couldn't feel it no more Was coming up off on what I'm dealing, got me feeling it more Running through them racks, I'm spending it more The newest shit that's coming out, I'm tryna get in it for sure [Verse 1: Louie Ray] Take whatever coming with it, know I'm in it for sure If I take a picture out in front, they'll probably visit the store Perked one up and poured a pop, homie, I'm itching for more Got so much codeine in me, I'ma itch 'til it's sore Crib big, living room [?] on the floor FN, fifty shots, know this pistol for war Pussy, I be missing probably missing me more The issues that we thought was issues, ain't the issue no more Real money counter, play with sticks and powder Labels can't offer a dollar, got them sick and sour Ran through twenty 'bows of strong, survived twenty hours I leave the booth, I might go home too late to take a shower They wanna see me turn it up, but I've been taking downers My bitch wanna post some pics, but I just can't allow her I stand on everything I say, not once been a coward They done seen me pull off, don't bet that I can't pound her [Verse 2: RMC Mike] I've been dealing with some drama, still gon' get the commas Hmm, fuck some Benihana's, she want shrimp and flounder Bitch like to go and get the bag, I'ma dip behind her I'm dealing with a one of one, they like, "Shit, where you found her"? Hmm, she got the perfect tits and like to twerk and shit Hmm, I let off thirty shots and then reverse the clip Hmm, I can't move no work and shit 'cause niggas working shit Hmm, I'm doing what I want 'cause I'm deserving it Plus I'm good on them phones and I can work a brick Hmm, and she knew I wasn't gon' nut 'cause I'm off Percocet Glocky on a SIG Sauer, which one work the best? Was smoking on some Cherry Cola, this shit hurt my chest Ain't gon' use the whole clip 'cause I got plenty aim Rucci's on the Monte Carlo look like candy canes Watch me take over the world, I got a heavy name Water dripping off me like a faucet, that's on every chain Free Da Yung OG, I'm screaming fiend lives matter Real drank baby, I be pouring lean with passion Now we out the states doing shit you can't imagine Hmm, snuck into the venue with FN 'cause it's plastic [Chorus: Louie Ray] I'm so deep off on that dope, I couldn't feel it no more Was coming up off on what I'm dealing, got me feeling it more Running through them racks, I'm spending it more The newest shit that's coming out, I'm tryna get in it for sure
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Credits
- Writers
- Louie Ray
- RMC Mike