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It Get Deeper
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Hip-Hop/Rap
It Get Deeper was released on November 24, 2023 by 72 Da Navy as a part of the album It Get Deeper
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Release DateNovember 24, 2023
Label72 Da Navy
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DeMarco Johnson
DeMarco Johnson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ya ya yop
Navy
Slatt
Slime
No spittle gang
Know how the fuck we rockin
Oh yeah
I do drugs to feel something, but I don't feel better
She like, when Tweezy get up in that pussy, cause I get her wetter her
Are you the opp's cousin? Can you set him up for me
I'm on the box, told my brothers pop him up for me
Told Zee, when he back home, we on all money
Hell yeah, I'm still feelin' good, but it ain't all sunny
Doggy ass still got hit, but he ran from me
Let shots off the **** tripped, I thought I caught one
Little bitch suck the dick till you coughing up
I be too busy listenin', that's why I don't talk so much
Thought they was sliding, but they wasn't, Almost shot up the truck
In the crib bored this hell, I'm just countin' up
Cool ****, but you know I get rowdy as fuck
Can't let you know where my momma live, I don't trust you enough
I don't even wanna get no pussy, cause I can't trust these sluts
Yeah, in a minute, I'ma pop out in a couple months
I ain't even gon' say nothin' about that shit, they had us fucked up
I'ma catch one every time a **** run up
Ah fuck around and tap yo head, leave yo ass skunk
Smokin' dead ass, **** know this not runts
I ain't worried about no **** that get fyed up
Some told me don't still did it, I was high as fuck
Think that's the devil in my hear
Always lookin' out the rears, peepin' out the blind
With a chopstick in my hand
Slime season, fuck around and take your shit , Like I'm on Xans
Only reason I ain't smoke, my face was on the cam
And lil' reg was on the cam, it get deeper
Late night, fighting demons up, talkin' to the reaper
Detectives asked about that one shit said, what you talkin' bout?
Catch yo ass comin' out that bitch, no we don't shoot our houses
Don't hop in that hot car, you ain't tryna catch no body
Do the wrong thing, say the wrong thing, we gon' kill everybody
****, we ain't gon' care about it, I ain't tryna spare nobody
Goin' against the Navy, that's like signin' to the Illuminati
Last thing you wanna see is Tweez hoppin' out with a chopper
Pop out the Cut let some shots off, then I pop back in
You can't even trust your day one mans
That's just how it is
Talkin' bout the beef on the gram, **** really fed
My main goal in this shit is just to get the bread
On the NHG side, Ah still pop out, hit yo head
On the NHG side, Ah still pop out, hit yo head
No rep
Slime
Slatt
Written by: DeMarco Johnson
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