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30 deep grimeyy - zombie tips كلمات الأغنية

[hook]
i caught my ace put on my hoodie made him boogie with his strap
long live my brother rus he was a bully with that mac
caught him slacking while it’s cracking put that fully to his back
think he a boss he got them cookies, have lil tookie take his sack
.45 buckets like a knuckle, tryna noogie your lil’ scalp
she keep looking at my buckle, bb simon on my lap
b_tch i got it out the mud, was eating ramen in that trap
they like turn that grimeyy up, even the opps know this sh_t slap

[verse 1 _ 30 deep grimeyy]
we in traffic ’bout 4 deep, me, dp, ronnie (?) and lil urs (?)
heard the sirens, pulled my seat up, pumped the break and switched the gears
they rapper dead, they talk that talk ain’t walk that walk now they in tears
what you see i see a k!ller when i look up in the mirror
screaming “free my grimy crips”
i fill my .40 with zombie tips
i remember that abercrombie fitch
now i mix and match designer sh_t
overseas i’m eating the finest dish
down south i be f_cking the finest b_tch
sneak dissing, that sh_t got 5 and them hit
pillow talking, that sh_t got 5 and them k!lled
them n_ggas don’t push, they hide and sh_t
i put my phone on silent b_tch
private jet eating steak with the pilot b_tch
b_tch your breath stink need trident b_tch
ain’t one of the opps? don’t try that sh_t
dirty sprite with the rice eating thai and sh_t
through the opps tryna conquer and divide they sh_t
lawyer, money, and the bl!cks, i supply that sh_t
[hook]
i caught my ace put on my hoodie made him boogie with his strap
long live my brother rus he was a bully with that mac
caught him slacking while it’s cracking put that fully to his back
think he a boss he got them cookies, have lil tookie take his sack
.45 buckets like a knuckle, tryna noogie your lil’ scalp
she keep looking at my buckle, bb simon on my lap
b_tch i got it out the mud, was eating ramen in that trap
they like turn that grimeyy up, even the opps know this sh_t slap

[verse 2 _ 30 deep grimeyy]
tossing turning in my sleep ’bout dead n_ggas that got blast
catch a opp put on my hoodie ain’t got no time for a mask
ball hogging all them k!lls, i ain’t never throw a pass
i never stop for 12 b_tch it’s 220 on that dash
they like “grimeyy you up next”
b_tch i’m up now
stl my city, me and murdaa split the crown
you can’t beat us you can’t join us, only choice for you to drown
we was thugging in that field you ain’t throw a strike or touch a mound
we was thugging in that field, you ain’t making no plays or catch no sack
every time she throw it back i catch that sh_t she make it clap
he was steady dropping disses ’til we turned him to a pack
n_ggas with money, 30 deep, b_tch that’s the gang it’s on my back

[hook]
i caught my ace put on my hoodie made him boogie with his strap
long live my brother rus he was a bully with that mac
caught him slacking while it’s cracking put that fully to his back
think he a boss he got them cookies, have lil tookie take his sack
.45 buckets like a knuckle, tryna noogie your lil’ scalp
she keep looking at my buckle, bb simon on my lap
b_tch i got it out the mud, was eating ramen in that trap
they like turn that grimeyy up, even the opps know this sh_t slap

- 30 deep grimeyy

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