K-Lean Da Kid - Deep

Lean, I know niggas scamming niggas just to put food on they plate
I got bitches, I can hit up, they be dying to give me face
Brody, ask why I'm not dropping, y'all gon' thank me for the wait
Just do his time, we got options, no need to rush into a case

Me and my bitch, signed on a contract, she ain't leaving me for shit
This ain't like Durk in India, my shorty whip just like a switch
This on my life, I'm trying to do better, I stayed up out the mix
That shirt look good with that lil' news letter, but shit, you still a bitch

I feel like DC when that ho see me, shawty bring that ass here my VV
Stick out like 3D, I bought these last year
I had Riri, try to fuck on Kiki, shit, I been past them
My double A is gon' charge me, repeat, she everlasting

Niggas say that they with gang and, they don't even got credentials
Shooting at the same team, you is not one of them members
In your feelings, cause a nigga said the truth about the killings
Gon' spend on me, if you really hate that nigga, leave him missing

This shit get deeper by the daily, want a feature, gotta pay me
That sneak dissing it don't faze me, KLean Da Kid not Lil Baby
I could little boy your ass then hit the Westbrook, rock a baby
Double drums, extended mags, probably more clips than the Navy

Mmm, you can't go on a mission with nobody's put that gun up
Mmm, you was talking like a freak in my DMs, the fuck you running for
Mmm, I been said since I started, I'm not no regular artist
Mmm, really only getting started, a lot of flow, still uncharted

You see me off, white denim 4s, you won't spot my feet at most stores
Brother get your hoes, she want me to break the bro code
I'm known for keeping cool, but I'll flash out if I get in that mode
Nothing like Jehovah, leave no witness when we door to door

Niggas claiming they the top dogs, they more like pussy cats
Take your bitch to play some Topgolf, come get your pussy back
I can't lie, I'm getting tired, of wock can we bring back the act
You the type to walk off on your bitch, make her pick up the check

I'm the type to take her, give her dick, and then I send her back
The only shots they sending at me, subs, I ain't into that
I give fo'nem Glock, they had to switch, and then they send them back
Lil Jay ain't got no Glock, he got a Taurus with a beam attached

Mmm, you can't go on a mission when nobody's put their gun up
Mmm, you is talking like a freak in my DMs the fuck you running for
Mmm, I been said since I started, I'm not no regular artist
Mmm, really only getting started, a lot of flow still uncharted

This shit get deeper by the daily, want a feature, gotta pay me
That sneak dissing it don't face me, KLean Da Kid not Lil Baby
I could little boy your ass and hit the Westbrook rock a baby
Double drums Extended mags, probably more clips than the Navy

Mmm, bitch

Written by:
Keshun Davis

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