Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Kendale Patrick Carter
Kendale Patrick Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Recording Engineer
Shop With Ken
Shop With Ken
Producer
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Bobby Youngblood
Bobby Youngblood
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Deep deep down Deep deep down Deep deep down Deep deep down Deep deep down Deep deep down Oh, they want my soul, I got my pole I let it go anyway, God sent I bring my pistol where I go Oh, oh, oh Deep, deep down in the waters where I was raised (Ooh) Ayy, you'll probably find the gun we knocked your mans off with Choppers and alligators turn you to sandwiches They eat you up 'round this bitch, Amen Ooh, hallelujah (Hallelujah) I worked for this, you run up on me, try to take it I'll shoot ya (I'll shoot ya, pussy nigga) Fuck these well dressed niggas New suit, put holes up in it These niggas ain't play at all Rap niggas, they bored from pimpin' I just mind my business Keep it kickin' or I'll kill you I, DeSean, bitch Niggas just don't know I'm taxin' all these hoes My uncle Jay say, "Gas ain't chеap, can't ride for free" Wan' ride with me Thеse hoes want daiquiris, but I want lean Sit back in peace and count my cheese Don't say a thing, bitch, please Mississippi River ain't too far from where I was livin' Five minutes, put your body in it So many nights, we put choppers in it Duckin' cops, whip full of stolen goods We playin' robbers in it Bway got a chopper, and it's stolen with them coppers in it Up it, pop it, then flip 'em Hit 'em, body rock 'em with it Send him to the doctor, body locked up right after we switched him I done seen cold, cold cases in this dirty system These dirty hoes tryna break me when at times, I lift 'em Tell 'em, I stay deep, deep down in the waters where I was raised Jump off the porch with dirty K's then watch my momma cry 'bout Dave Nobody safe, that's 4KTrey Bitch, you wan' play? Put guns inside your face I'll squeeze it 'til the metal break Deep, deep down, we put your body, you fuckin' with me Deep, deep down, them youngins hold it, they bustin' for me Deep, deep down, I'm tryna bring you, you comin' for me Deep, deep down, them demons keepin' you company I wanna see if the bitch 'bout it Make them hit your block with them choppers, oh, I, I Please, don't let them youngins get close up on your car side You know YoungBoy got 'em on you, you gon' slip up and gon' die, bitch Fifty back-to-back on your head, I put it on it Niggas being smart, they keep playin', they know I'm on it Skully get the drop on your ass, gon' run down on you Deep, deep down in the waters where I was raised (Ooh) Ayy, you'll probably find the gun we knocked your mans off with Choppers and alligators turn you to sandwiches They eat you up 'round this bitch, Amen Ooh, hallelujah (Hallelujah) I worked for this, you run up on me, try to take it I'll shoot ya (I'll shoot ya, pussy nigga) Fuck these well dressed niggas New suit, put holes up in it These niggas ain't play at all Rap niggas, they bored from pimpin' I just mind my business Keep it kickin' or I'll kill you I, DeSean, bitch
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Kendale Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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