2DEEP ft. Greeley

Ayy, ayy, ayy, really. She's holdin' on tight like she's poppin

a wheelie, nearly Suckin' me dry and I'm coppin' the feeling

eerie I'm talkin' bout nights when I couldn't see

clearly, dearie Oh me, oh my, look at me disappearing

in too deep, cause I won't let go I used to sell jing packs to junkies, now I

Pack jings inside my cones, slow roast, no ghost, let me show you smoke

Aitpay stains on my brand new clothes, cocaine in my jeans like DNA

Just give me a time and place and I'll get right back with an ETA

Bro told me, fuck these cunts, cause they wanna just talk and be my mates

It's just me and myself I trust, so I'm gonna keep doin' more things I say