Slyme Tripp - D.O.E Deposits On Everything (feat. DaaDaaENT)

Whole lotta bags on me
Whole lotta cash on me
Whole lotta bags on me
Whole lotta cash on me
All these niggas mad
Cause we the only ones that's doing this
I just copped a bag
And roll one up
I had to fool ya bitch
Slimey it's so grimy
In the city that I'm living in
Wake up in the morning
And I see what shit I'm dealing with
All these niggas mad
Cause we the only ones that's doing this
I just copped a bag
And roll one up
I had to fool ya bitch
Slimey it's so grimy
In the city that I'm living in
Wake up in the morning
And I see what shit I'm dealing with
All you niggas cap
And I can see it
That's a definite
I just fucked yo bitch
That pussy felt like it was heaven sent
She just took a kneel
And I ain't talking bout no cap in it
She just gave me neck
So you already know what's happening
Blood sweat and tears
But you can only judge the images
Get it cross the water
Cause I'm fucking with my immigrants
Down south migo plug
Got me feening for a fucking lick
I ain't seen enough
So I guess you ain't
Really with the shits
I'm a part of all this
That capping won't live
You're niggas ain't shit
I bet they gone miss
I really stay low
You're patna still a hoe
You ain't got doe
All these niggas mad
Cause we the only ones that's doing this
I just copped a bag
And roll one up
I had to fool ya bitch
Slimey it's so grimy
In the city that I'm living in
Wake up in the morning
And I see what shit I'm dealing with
All these niggas mad
Cause we the only ones that's doing this
I just copped a bag
And roll one up
I had to fool ya bitch
Slimey it's so grimy
In the city that I'm living in
Wake up in the morning
And I see what shit I'm dealing with
Every day I wake up I get better with time
Had to gain a little focus and follow them signs
Who the fuck is these niggas
They know they ain't doing shit
Ask bout my name
They gone tell you I'm too legit
Got the world on my shoulders
Watch for these niggas
The world getting colder
She got that water
That drip like its Florida
And I got a Mexican plug cross the border
It ain't nothing
Make a call get that order
I can still send a message and get ya ass hit
Don't believe me
It ain't nothing to show you
Bitch I'm in the field
I'm something like a solider
The day they took Tev
Couldn't believe what they told me
I'm connected with growers
I be with killers and dealers
You play with my scrilla
That's shots at you're head
When it come to my brothers
We all breaking bread
And we constantly making deposits
Know that I'm trending
I'm hot I'm the topic
Cant name a rap nigga
Out here that can stop me
Tryna move how I move
But you niggas too sloppy
Oh that's you're bitch
Why the fuck she wanna top me
I swear getting this money that became a hobby
I'm feeling like a god I'm the chosen one
You ain't shoot ya gun yet
Tell me why the fuck you toting one
I'm tiger woods with that iron put a hole in one
All these niggas mad
Cause we the only ones that's doing this
I just copped a bag
And roll one up
I had to fool ya bitch
Slimey it's so grimy
In the city that I'm living in
Wake up in the morning
And I see what shit I'm dealing with
All these niggas mad
Cause we the only ones that's doing this
I just copped a bag
And roll one up
I had to fool ya bitch
Slimey it's so grimy
In the city that I'm living in
Wake up in the morning
And I see what shit I'm dealing with

Written by:
Deshon Lofton, Marlin Reid

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