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It Get Deeper
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Hip-Hop/Rap
It Get Deeper è stato pubblicato il 27 marzo 2020 da CMG/4PF/Free Dem Boyz come parte dell'album Young & Turnt 2
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
42 Dugg
42 Dugg
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dion Hayes
Dion Hayes
Songwriter
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
Nathan Scott Lamarche
Nathan Scott Lamarche
Songwriter
Tanner Katich
Tanner Katich
Songwriter
Rio Leyva
Rio Leyva
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cozmo
Cozmo
Producer
Vidal Garcia
Vidal Garcia
Producer

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[Verse 1]
(Young and turnt)
Hey, I'm doin' for the bottom, everybody gotta do sum'
Cuban link, two-tone (That's savage)
Bitch, I roll, I trap with two phones (Dawg), yeah
Life, three cars and two homes, yeah (Skrrt, pull up)
****, what the fuck is you on? (What you on?)
Yeah, turnt up
[Verse 2]
Put my feelings to the side, bitch, we got a bag
Why move to the A? It's closer to the Nash'
I been fuckin' with that yay, I'm down to my last rounds, yeah
Lil' 'cuz been hittin' the work but I'm needed
I seen his murder, whole, half, like I'm greedy
Fell out with my best friend over six grams
Now I ain't got a best man but I got fans
Show you how to stretch ten, turn it to a hunnid
I just did five hunnid, bitch, this summer
So anything gun or eighteen, bitch, run 'em
Or anybody payin' forty-five, where you want 'em? It get deeper
My **** got a dark cloud over his soul
We all arrested, **** fuckin' our hoes
He prolly feeling' bad, like baby, "I kinda feel"
Me, I fly bad bitch out still
Main bitches, I got twelve, sad bitches, prolly ten
She say I fucked her friend, I mean, I prolly did
And I don't feel bad, my ****, I gotta live
Turn that switch on, what kinda lame switch that **** bitch on
Free my **** Act', he shoulda been home
Won't hit the road with nothing that got flint on it
Long sleeve Caddy with the tint on it
Took her to the set, blew a ten on her
That's your bitch with doggy, bone, I been on her
It get deeper
[Verse 3]
Remember late nights lurkin', ridin' with the reapers
Remember I lost that lil' one, twenties, up in the cleaners
Get your shit pushed back, ****, we been cookin' rap ****
King of West city, bitch, I been took that ****
I ain't finessed the city out of shit, ****, I got fire
Range truck, Caddy, ****, whatever, I'll buy it
Written by: Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr., Dion Hayes, Halim, Nathan Scott Lamarche, Rio Francisco Leyva, Tanner Katich, Vidal Garcia
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