30 Deep (Explicit)

Lyrics by：DelQuristo Wilson

Composed by：DelQuristo Wilson

Mike will

Young rari

Will will

Mike will

Will will

Mike will

Will will

Mike will straight up

Mike will made-it

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah woah yeah

Woah yeah woah

Woah woah woah

Woah straight up straight up

In Mechanicsville I got my switch yeah we thirty deep

SF90 this ***** cost an M ******* up your street

Real dranker pourin' muddy I see Wockhardt when I pee

I'ma step on all my opps 'til I got bunions on my feet

In the room with cold killers better bundle up 'round me

21 I'm golden child and they gon' gun you down 'bout me

I still ain't bumped into a ***** that I felt like I need

I pointed at the ground and she got right down on her knees

This a new Bottega jacket

Don't **** off the money stack it

Buddy work at Lids cappin'

Draco lights camera action

Drive the 'Cat take off the traction

Put my mask down get active

Flip the switch these bullets rapid

I don't scam but I brought my MAC in

Shoot the promoter don't play with my backend p***y

He on the front page I eat the plate and the entrée

King Smoke get a hard-on for gunplay

I'm in one hollow the one-way

I done got money with the whole town long live LC Dante

Huh Young Crew geeked off Addys nigga

Geeked up

Pull up pop at addys nigga

Buh-buh

Thirty in this Glock pop out I turned it automatic nigga

Thirty

Creep on block it's blastin' nigga

Yeah

Freak ho eat me nasty nigga

Yeah

This 'Cat faster than cheetahs when BabyDrill or Evil Savage in it

Caught my opps we high

High

I'm talkin' 'bout higher than a pilot nigga

Slid with a mask but they still scream my name

'Cause they know I get wicked

BabyDrill

Fentanyl turn 'em up a notch

Fentanyl

He don't know nothin' but use the Glocks

Buh-buh

ScoreGod rockin' out to Wock'

I'm thug life feelin' like I'm Pac

In Mechanicsville I got my switch yeah we thirty deep

SF90 this ***** cost an M ******* up your street

Real dranker pourin' muddy I see Wockhardt when I pee

I'ma step on all my opps 'til I got bunions on my feet

In the room with cold killers better bundle up 'round me

21 I'm golden child and they gon' gun you down 'bout me

I still ain't bumped into a ***** that I felt like I need

I pointed at the ground and she got right down on her knees