3 Deep

[Intro]
(808, turn 'em up)

[Chorus: Lil Raven]
Mm, damn, hold up, wait
She suckin' it too damn fast, I didn't prepare for that face
Three deep, new whip, I'm smashin' that bitch like I race
I can show you how to get racks, I can teach you like in eighth grade
I relate to Jews, 'cause these niggas can't have no smoke with me
I promise I ain't no trick, but if she eat the nut I'ma buy her a Birkin piece
It's funny how these niggas always talk about the West like I ain't come from the East
To be honest, I don't want another pill, I'm just scared I'ma die in my sleep

[Verse 1: 808turnemup]
Keep me a stick, I ain't ready to die
Pop out and up with the blick and I slide
Shootin' his eye, the nigga is blind
His Perc on the floor, he losin' his mind
I'm uppin' the score, you know who am I
I took a L, and no, I ain't cry
Yeah, I bounce back, I don't ever decline
Hide in these bushes, I'm oh so sly
Uh-huh, I got the Perc in the function
Bring me the cash, lump sums
When I do a hit, I get it done
Stealin' my drip, yeah, they my sons
I dated the trap, and I dated the gun
I dated the fifties and hunnids, I do not carry the ones

[Verse 2: Buku Bandz]
I'm so timeless, V8, nigga shine bright like diamonds
Boy, stop lyin', you know we gon' find you, it's just all about timin'
And I stay slidin', up in this coupe, no duckin', no hidin'
808 slidin', Raven so high, he soarin', he glidin'
You know with these bitches, they choose, they just gon' do what they do
Me, I pull up in the coupe, all hunnids, brand new, and they blue
No, we ain't talkin' 'bout you, we be livin' and showin' the proof
That nigga know about you, he 6ix9ine, he be tellin' the truth

[Verse 3: Lil Raven]
Buku just passed the baton
I ran it up a hunnid miles
That's my brother, I'ma answer, he dialed
I knew a white boy shootin' named Kyle
I'm ballin' hard with no fouls
This .40 make you lose your bowels
New bitch, yeah, she bad like a child
Beat the pussy up, she call me wild

[Verse 4: 808turnemup]
Beat up the cat, bitch said, "Meow"
I touched down, no forth downs
On my mama, this shit go down
Send me that hate, I don't send no crown
Pistol whip a nigga with a full pound
You ain't even known, you make no sound
Servin' that block, bitch, I been around
Trackin', no bitch, I'm lost and found

[Bridge: Buku Bandz]
And they wanna leave me out
I want 'em to leave me now
Trappin' work, no sleepin', yeah
And I'm on until they heat it up

[Chorus: Lil Raven]
Mm, damn, hold up, wait
She suckin' it too damn fast, I didn't prepare for that face
Three deep, new whip, I'm smashin' that bitch like I race
I can show you how to get racks, I can teach you like in eighth grade
I relate to Jews, 'cause these niggas can't have no smoke with me
I promise I ain't no trick, but if she eat the nut I'ma buy her a Birkin piece
It's funny how these niggas always talk about the West like I ain't come from the East
To be honest, I don't want another pill, I'm just scared I'ma die in my sleep