Neck Deep
[Intro: Stunna Ebk]
Stunna
(Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?) Go
Phew, phew
[Verse 1: Stunna Ebk]
Pussy boy, lights out
We catch a face, treat his ass like a lighthouse (Go, go)
Light ’em up, high-speed, n***a, beep the horn (Beep, beep)
Chrome Heart with that Glock, this shit uniform
Yeah, I'm with the killers, n***a, neck-deep (N***a, neck-deep)
Baby, these type of drugs stop a heartbeat
Every n***a with me drench, put his ass to sleep (Drench)
Chicago so cold, n***a, tote a heat
I had to piss all on my hands, I ain't have no bleach (Go)
Mournin’ over east, a product of these streets
These n***as wanna see me bleed, n***a, fuck the peace (N***a, fuck the peace)
You wanna see a dog bitе? Bitch, yank the leash
Yeah, I got a box undеr that Louis V
She left her n***a, now she tryna get her ass creased
Freaky bitch suckin' dick soon as she got released (Released)
She say we in love, baby, who is we? (Who is we?)
I don't wanna talk, so why would I speak?
You get put up on the plate for thinkin' shit sweet
Brrt, brrt, switches hit you tryna get to me
You want that old me? Bitch, I gotta dig deep
[Chorus: Stunna Ebk]
My Glock full of R.I.P. shells, open head (Open head)
Bitches throw that shit right on me, I don't gotta beg (I don't gotta beg)
She know the lingo, this shit open legs (This shit open hip)
I don't care how hard it get, I go and get this bread
N***as steady tryna keep up and they goin' neck
First the bullet him, then the metal spread (Phew, phew)
I’ll send him up before I let him repeat what I said
Uh, first I was starvin’, now my stomach fed
[Verse 2: Big Opp]
First I was starvin', now a n***a eatin’ (Now I'm eatin')
Best be on point, we clap shit down and kill you for no reason
Got a drop on one of the opps, put on my mask and I started schemin' (Yep)
Back to back in all fast shit, Lil’ Arco just scratched off in the Demon (Skrrt)
We spin all through the 'Raq with Glocks and chops, we do that daily
These hoes wanna trap a n***a, they see I'm lit, they wanna have my baby (They trappin')
But I can't even do that shit, lil' bitch, you slow, you must be crazy (Crazy)
Just know y'all could suck my dick, lil' bitch, you a ho, you can't be my lady (No)
And we drenchin' shit, murder what? You ain't killin' shit (Blickin')
Two n***as went on a hit, caught one opp, so we splitin' shit
They screws loose, then we mechanics, pull on they block and we drillin' shit (Blickin')
Since fourteen, been playin' with hammers, I was fifteen with a sixty clip
Since fourteen, been spinnin' blocks, by fifteen, been sendin' shots
At sixteen, had sixteen in a MP, I was poppin' opps (Blickin')
At seventeen, been a grown man, been in the field, you lil' n***as not (Blickin')
At eighteen, I was walkin' shit, I was comin' through and I touchin' tops
At nineteen, ran up my sack, I was gettin' bands, got a lot of guap
I'm twenty now, still in the 'Raq, I ain't duckin' shit, I'm the biggest opp
And I make a diss or you gettin' dropped
And we droppin' fours up in every pop
Still fuckin' hoes 'cause we love the bops
Know she was gon' go 'cause that bitch a thot
[Chorus: Stunna Ebk]
My Glock full of R.I.P. shells, open head (Open head)
Bitches throw that shit right on me, I don't gotta beg (I don't gotta beg)
She know the lingo, this shit open legs (This shit open hip)
I don't care how hard it get, I go and get this bread
N***as steady tryna keep up and they goin' neck
First the bullet him, then the metal spread (Phew, phew)
I'll send him up before I let him repeat what I said
Uh, first I was starvin', now my stomach fed
[Outro]
(Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
Stunna
(Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?) Go
Phew, phew
[Verse 1: Stunna Ebk]
Pussy boy, lights out
We catch a face, treat his ass like a lighthouse (Go, go)
Light ’em up, high-speed, n***a, beep the horn (Beep, beep)
Chrome Heart with that Glock, this shit uniform
Yeah, I'm with the killers, n***a, neck-deep (N***a, neck-deep)
Baby, these type of drugs stop a heartbeat
Every n***a with me drench, put his ass to sleep (Drench)
Chicago so cold, n***a, tote a heat
I had to piss all on my hands, I ain't have no bleach (Go)
Mournin’ over east, a product of these streets
These n***as wanna see me bleed, n***a, fuck the peace (N***a, fuck the peace)
You wanna see a dog bitе? Bitch, yank the leash
Yeah, I got a box undеr that Louis V
She left her n***a, now she tryna get her ass creased
Freaky bitch suckin' dick soon as she got released (Released)
She say we in love, baby, who is we? (Who is we?)
I don't wanna talk, so why would I speak?
You get put up on the plate for thinkin' shit sweet
Brrt, brrt, switches hit you tryna get to me
You want that old me? Bitch, I gotta dig deep
[Chorus: Stunna Ebk]
My Glock full of R.I.P. shells, open head (Open head)
Bitches throw that shit right on me, I don't gotta beg (I don't gotta beg)
She know the lingo, this shit open legs (This shit open hip)
I don't care how hard it get, I go and get this bread
N***as steady tryna keep up and they goin' neck
First the bullet him, then the metal spread (Phew, phew)
I’ll send him up before I let him repeat what I said
Uh, first I was starvin’, now my stomach fed
[Verse 2: Big Opp]
First I was starvin', now a n***a eatin’ (Now I'm eatin')
Best be on point, we clap shit down and kill you for no reason
Got a drop on one of the opps, put on my mask and I started schemin' (Yep)
Back to back in all fast shit, Lil’ Arco just scratched off in the Demon (Skrrt)
We spin all through the 'Raq with Glocks and chops, we do that daily
These hoes wanna trap a n***a, they see I'm lit, they wanna have my baby (They trappin')
But I can't even do that shit, lil' bitch, you slow, you must be crazy (Crazy)
Just know y'all could suck my dick, lil' bitch, you a ho, you can't be my lady (No)
And we drenchin' shit, murder what? You ain't killin' shit (Blickin')
Two n***as went on a hit, caught one opp, so we splitin' shit
They screws loose, then we mechanics, pull on they block and we drillin' shit (Blickin')
Since fourteen, been playin' with hammers, I was fifteen with a sixty clip
Since fourteen, been spinnin' blocks, by fifteen, been sendin' shots
At sixteen, had sixteen in a MP, I was poppin' opps (Blickin')
At seventeen, been a grown man, been in the field, you lil' n***as not (Blickin')
At eighteen, I was walkin' shit, I was comin' through and I touchin' tops
At nineteen, ran up my sack, I was gettin' bands, got a lot of guap
I'm twenty now, still in the 'Raq, I ain't duckin' shit, I'm the biggest opp
And I make a diss or you gettin' dropped
And we droppin' fours up in every pop
Still fuckin' hoes 'cause we love the bops
Know she was gon' go 'cause that bitch a thot
[Chorus: Stunna Ebk]
My Glock full of R.I.P. shells, open head (Open head)
Bitches throw that shit right on me, I don't gotta beg (I don't gotta beg)
She know the lingo, this shit open legs (This shit open hip)
I don't care how hard it get, I go and get this bread
N***as steady tryna keep up and they goin' neck
First the bullet him, then the metal spread (Phew, phew)
I'll send him up before I let him repeat what I said
Uh, first I was starvin', now my stomach fed
[Outro]
(Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)