Deep Ends - Speakers & These Drums

Face on the water and you moving like you can't go harder
Made the room hot, sold out the roster
Them ice packs ain't mean that you got hurt
But everybody want to buy you a drink
Blood on the water, better watch for your sip
Came in the front, V rings in your hand
I'm above the rim, five-five, look at him
What's your name? Whispered to me, said
Sweet
Cinnamon
Pushing my luck
Pushing my-
Sweet
Cinnamon
Pushing my luck
Pushing my-
Pushing my luck
I'm saying wait
I'm begging you to save
A dance or two my way
This can't be a mistake
On my knees, screaming
Wait, I'm begging you to save
A dance or two my way
This can't be a mistake
On my knees, screaming
She told me
Baby don't, baby don't, baby don't talk
Let my hips guide you, match me, and walk
Feel the bass drum, me, moving and pop
I was shutting shit down before you in the spot
Said, Baby don't, baby don't, baby don't talk
I don't need, you don't need fun, so start
Make it up, make it up, move it, don't stop
Make it up, make it up, move it, don't stop
Sweet
Cinnamon
Pushing my luck
Pushing my-
Sweet
Cinnamon
Pushing my luck
Pushing my-
Pushing my luck
I'm saying wait
I'm begging you to save
A dance or two my way
This can't be a mistake
On my knees, screaming
Wait, I'm begging you to save
A dance or two my way
This can't be a mistake
On my knees, screaming
Move on that new degree
Baby, bounce, make it movie screening
Pick it up and get them booties fiending
Telemann dance on that new degree, now baby
Pay me a visit, don't be so dismissive
Let me show you what is it, crash that shit and film it
Action in minutes, don't be so explicit
Is this not what you expected?
Head to head collision
Action, wake the deadheads up
I'm asking, what's the use of slowing up?
Move faster, faster, make that thang move fast
Match my pace boo, get in my face
All directions, a worldwide step
Hold your breath, don't hold your head
All the sharks in the water, but we not getting wet
Hands stretched, but I'm not getting pressed
...
C-C-C-TV, I'm starring
Top ten toes, when I'm stepping, I'm starting
Pits, pits, pits, make the crowd, crowd, crowd, crowd-
C-C-C-TV, they caught them
Telemann Suite outside, they wildin'
Five heads deep, that's a Telemann spotting
Move them bones, go break some- break, break, break
C-C-C-TV, I'm starring
Top ten toes, when I'm stepping, I'm starting
C-C-C-TV, they caught hem
Telemann Suite outside, they wildin'
Five heads deep, that's a Telemann spotting
Move them bones, go break some- break, break, break
...
Yeah, fuck is we goin'?
Yeah, where the fuck is we?
Where the fuck are we goin'?
Look, fuck is we, fuck is we
In my own way, way, way too cozy
Almost ain't make me jump, call Rosie
Working on TNT, blowin' my OZ
Had to shift gears, owe Z, Flore, Audrey
New lives, new whips, mile long drive, wee
Put me on, put me on, put me on something
Sissy put the beat on, then I start blanking
Going stupid-dizzum, ask, am I thinking?
Thought your group was hot shit, not 'til we came in
Had the roof shaking, made the floor cave in
Indie band hatin' because the way the bass hit
808 slappin', said you want make hits like this, tap in
Six figure wire and I won't take less than
Want a hit from Sister, you gon' have bite that
This is war, this is combat
Made the trunks sound like it's Baghdad
My speakers and these drums cause a concussion
Coming for the loot, let me hold something
Put 'em on mute, blinders all cushy
This the new dope, serving my custys
The new now, not next, don't make me repeat
Dot com, Deep Ends, or we in the street
Shake a hand always, tell me who want to meet
Any time, any place, we can all go link
My five v. your five, that shit DOA
Cops came, they outside, get out my own way
FYPD mane, the rollos in the grabba
I spark an incense and pray a good mañana
We came to shake shit, shut the fuck up with who hotter
I don't wanna hear shit, the Deep Ends armada
Came in a spaceship, the new Limewire
Revolution patient, I'm already wired
Switch to headphones, we loud
Switchin' up stage, get the cops out the crowd
Earthquake making, I break that sound
Earthquake making, I break that sound
We just break this, break this, break this, break this
Spark it up, baby, my life on the line
Break this, break this, break this, break this
Spark it up, baby, my life on the line
LA chop, we get cuttin'
Yay gon' black out, we buzzin' on the west side
Feet stompin', mane
Them tracks got me thumpin' on the west side
LA chop, we get cuttin'
Yay gon' black out, we buzzin' on the west side
Feet stompin', mane
Them tracks got me thumpin' on the west side
...
Can we just go?
I put the spike into muhfuckin' drive when I push on the road
It's too much of that windy wind, I'm out this blow
Sky run, baby, breathe in, we gon' get some more
I might plug them in to see the shock
Wetting that cord, fuck a mop
Up the 80th floor and we bad as fuck
80th floor and they mad as fuck
Flaky them frogs, don't know what is hot
Two seats, I keep the one for the drop
Bottomless pocket, it's pie
Upwards, I don't get tired
Downwards, they can't do that shit
You broke as him, I broke my wrist
Puttin' them on, apeshit, went repeat
Big watch, big dick, pass the milli
Vivi Westwood all on my body
Sparkles all on the feet got me godly
At attention, saving Audrey
Running on go, you can't stop me
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
Yeah, what you gon' do when I take that pay?
Mama, come through, you can rock my shades
Big brother in the office, counting profit
Count it, lock it, now I've started
In the back room with shawty, Barbie
Stay out the lists, can't help you, sorry, Mama, sorry
Cannot be humble, bitch, I'm sorry
Holes in my body, on me, shocking
All the bad girls want to come through
If you want to come through, baby, just come through
All the bad dudes want to come through
If you want to come through, baby, just come through
All the bad girls want to come through
If you want to come through, baby, just come through
All the bad dudes want to come through
If you want to come through, baby, just come through
Crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
I might crash in-
Run it live, the collision concert
My plus pack, no militia offer
I keep crashing the brand new saucer
I keep crashing, fuck is behind us?
All on my comments now
Burn his ass off his burner account
Off the rip from the dirt in the mound
Shut them up and get crossed on the couch
Drive, killing them brakes for the long ride
Boom on my roof of the beehive
How you gon' speak, but you won't slide?
Shiny Drooly give them new light
I just ran through the red light
Five-five, skinny paper giving new height
Put the gang on the moon, yeah, goodnight
The ends too fast, we too fine
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
I might crash in the whip, I might crash in this bitch
Aye, aye
Aye, aye

Written by:
Jeffrey Garcia, Jeffrey Avalos, Camilo Rodriguez, Enzo Dane, Ryan Dizon

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