3 Deposits (feat. Big Homiie G)

Girl, let's go pull up on G and Fatpocket, he make my pussy wet

I'm tellin' you, I'm tellin' you, haha

What's his IG? I need to say what he talkin' 'bout

I don't know, but it's somethin' 'bout his voice, mhm

And you might be right and I heard they got them racks too

Let's go see about 'em, let's go

Flood them racks, okay, water

Woah, three deposit, that's a sixty ball (Ooh)

All this money that I'm having'll make a bitch come out of her drawls (Ho)

Pussy **** always speakin' on me, I don't know these **** at all (At all)

When these pussy-ass **** go broke, I'ma be the first **** they call (Hello?)

I'm the one like penny (Penny), my bitch rockin' Fendi

I'm the same **** in the Lamb' might order a four-for-four from Wendy's (Ooh)

I come from the hood, I ain't bougie (Nah, ****)

This big-ass strap on me, I bet I use it (I bet I use it)

I got somethin' for all these bad-ass **** and they brewsters (****, they—)

I'm in this V, stompin' the gas, playin' with her coochie (Ugh)

She said, "I can't lie, G, I like all your music" (I like all your music)

"It's somethin' 'bout your voice (Voice, haha), it make my pussy moist" (Yeah, yeah)

They say Pocket been gettin' that bread, what these bitches said (That's what they said)

My **** locked in the feds (Oh), I'm the one keep them fed

How you ain't chasin' all these racks, boy, you must be scared (You must be scared)

You know to stop callin' her phone when I'm the one in her bed (Boy, you know)

We treat the studio like the trap, locked in the kitchen, **** (Locked in the kitchen)

Go ask somebody from out my city, they'll tell you that I'm the latest (Big ol' boss)

A big ol' P, I drop some racks for her to redo her teeth (Get what you want)

This fifty thousand I be spendin' when I go see my dentist (Bling blaow)

Campin' outside of my house, it's pounds in the couch (From what I can see)

Go catch a flight with all these racks, just throw on your runners (You better not say nothin')

I still got residue on that scale that I was just trappin', **** (I still do got it)

'Bout a half a million worth of jewelry, I ain't been rappin' (It's on the muscle)

I got somethin' for all these bad-ass **** and they brewsters (****, they—)

I'm in this V, stompin' the gas, playin' with her coochie (Ugh)

She said, "I can't lie, G, I like all your music" (I like all your music)

"It's somethin' 'bout your voice (Voice), make my pussy moist" (Make my pussy wet)

"It's somethin' 'bout your voice, it make my pussy moist"

Ugh, ha

"Somethin' 'bout your voice, it make my pussy moist"