It Get Deeper – 42 Dugg: teksty utworów, teledyski i koncerty

It Get Deeper

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Utwór It Get Deeper został wydany 27 marca 2020 przez CMG/4PF/Free Dem Boyz jako część albumu Young & Turnt 2

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PRZEGLĄD

TEKST UTWORU

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS

42 Dugg

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dion Hayes

Songwriter

Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.

Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.

Songwriter

Nathan Scott Lamarche

Nathan Scott Lamarche

Songwriter

Tanner Katich

Songwriter

Rio Leyva

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Cozmo

Producer

Vidal Garcia

Producer

Tekst Utworu

[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, Leochoppn25, Nathan Scott Lamarche, Rio Francisco Leyva, Tanner Katich, Vidal Garcia

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