Neck Deep lyrics

[Intro: Stunna Ebk]
Stunna
(Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?) Go
Phew, phew

[Verse 1: Stunna Ebk]
pus*y boy, lights out
We catch a face, treat his ass like a lighthouse (Go, go)
Light ’em up, high-speed, n*gga, beep the horn (Beep, beep)
Chrome Heart with that Glock, this sh*t uniform
Yeah, I'm with the killers, n*gga, neck-deep (n*gga, neck-deep)
Baby, these type of drugs stop a heartbeat
Every n*gga with me drench, put his ass to sleep (Drench)
Chicago so cold, n*gga, tote a heat
I had to p*ss all on my hands, I ain't have no bleach (Go)
Mournin’ over east, a product of these streets
These n*ggas wanna see me bleed, n*gga, f*ck the peace (n*gga, f*ck the peace)
You wanna see a dog bitе? b*tch, yank the leash
Yeah, I got a box undеr that Louis V
She left her n*gga, now she tryna get her ass creased
Freaky b*tch suckin' di*k 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' sh*t sweet
Brrt, brrt, switches hit you tryna get to me
You want that old me? b*tch, I gotta dig deep
[Chorus: Stunna Ebk]
My Glock full of R.I.P. shells, open head (Open head)
b*tches throw that sh*t right on me, I don't gotta beg (I don't gotta beg)
She know the lingo, this sh*t open legs (This sh*t open hip)
I don't care how hard it get, I go and get this bread
n*ggas 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*gga eatin’ (Now I'm eatin')
Best be on point, we clap sh*t 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 sh*t, 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*gga, they see I'm lit, they wanna have my baby (They trappin')
But I can't even do that sh*t, lil' b*tch, you slow, you must be crazy (Crazy)
Just know y'all could suck my di*k, lil' b*tch, you a ho, you can't be my lady (No)
And we drenchin' sh*t, murder what? You ain't killin' sh*t (Blickin')
Two n*ggas went on a hit, caught one opp, so we splitin' sh*t
They screws loose, then we mechanics, pull on they block and we drillin' sh*t (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*ggas not (Blickin')
At eighteen, I was walkin' sh*t, 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' sh*t, I'm the biggest opp
And I make a diss or you gettin' dropped
And we droppin' fours up in every pop
Still f*ckin' hoes 'cause we love the bops
Know she was gon' go 'cause that b*tch a thot
[Chorus: Stunna Ebk]
My Glock full of R.I.P. shells, open head (Open head)
b*tches throw that sh*t right on me, I don't gotta beg (I don't gotta beg)
She know the lingo, this sh*t open legs (This sh*t open hip)
I don't care how hard it get, I go and get this bread
n*ggas 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?)