Deep lyrics

by

Quentin Miller


[Intro: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, yeah
I'm gonna get me a f*cking, like a office chair, a rollie chair soon
Like I'm tired of it. You can hear that sh*t when I'm d-
Yeah, Three. Yeah

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
Damn this sh*t is deep, sh*t is deep, yeah
sh*t been getting deep, sh*t is deep, yeah
1317, we came in deep, yeah
You in way too deep, way too deep, wait

[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
She said I'm way too deep, yeah
Yeah, this sh*t is way too deep, way too deep, yeah
My pockets way too deep, yeah
I feel like Cool J, I'm in too deep, yeah
Push my 97 like a Benz, oh
She said she coming over with her friends, yeah
sh*t is getting deep, sh*t is deep yeah
OG deep, Pimp C, rest in peace, yeah

[Bridge: Quentin Miller]
sh*t is deep, yeah
sh*t been getting deep, yeah
sh*t is deep, yeah
Yeah, ooh
[Verse 2: Quentin Miller]
I been on my own (I've been on my own)
I turnt up on my own (I turnt up on my own)
I been on my own (I've been on my own)
Paid the bills, keep the lights on in my home, wait
Scrr, Scrr, Scrr, I feel like 21
Scrr, Scrr, now you see me, now you don't
Treat the ProTools like the pasta stove
Everytime I flow, it's like I'm whipping the bowl

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
sh*t is getting deep, sh*t is deep, yeah
He bought the Nike tank, fleece cause of me, yeah
sh*t been getting deep, sh*t is deep, yeah
You rock the Nike cause of 1317, wait

[Interlude: Quentin Miller]
Be for real n*gga, you ain't gotta flex n*gga
Haha, know you got it from

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid]
Yaw
b*tches getting deep, pus*y on fleek (Wait!)
Stripping for the dollars, she just want a Jeep (Yeah!)
Pull up in that Audi, wrist on freeze (Ice!)
Living in the trap, b*tch, rent cheap!
I was countin up racks when they was sleeping on me (Racks!)
In the kitchen, still whipping, got a beeper on me (Whip!)
Pockets deep, 100k in one week (Money!)
b*tch wanna ride like six flags​​​​​​
Riding in the Rari and she leaking
I'm in Costa Rica for the weekend
Got my plug on the molly and he geeking
Money bag extra deep
Givenchy on my feet
You riding round in a Porsce but it's leased?
Man in the city throwing money, Big Meech​​
b*tch bad, I'm gonna f*ck her on the beach
Still talking bout that trap sh*t
Young n*gga running with a rachet (Rich!)
[Outro: Rich The Kid]
Know what I'm saying?
Hold on, lemme check the time. (Ice!)
Whoo!
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