Lyrics Too Deep - BigMars feat. Yvng Gvnther

Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep
Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep
Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep
Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep

Bitch I'm coming back with that thang and it's got your name
Bust it out the bag cellophane can't contain the stank
When I hit yo jaw got a stain on my diamond ring
If it's me on the job bet your ass i bring the pain
Bring the gas, bring the bitches
Bring that ass I give you stitches
Grab her ass I need a fidget
Hit the bank increase the digit
Hit yo ass, that's a cap, which fucking looking ass
Want the smoke, girl you came with give me throat, that's just something that i stole
Vamonos, i just hit the store, drip too hard like mineral water
She keep it wet like an otter, ya'll ain't my sons y'all my daughters
I'm running shit I'm the father my shit just banging way harder
I swear I'm just getting started
I swear I'm just getting started, aye
I swear I'm just getting started
I swear I'm just getting

Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep
Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep
Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep
Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep

Gunther rollin deep when I creep y'all just move like sheep
Got me feeling nervous I can't think I can't sleep, yuh
Pressure when I chief got me geeked i can't hear a thing
All this fucking loud got me thinking what the fuck you mean
I've been fucking trippin for a minute lay my soul to sleep
Pop a couple addy's now I'm ready back up on the scene
Shoulders feeling cold fuck then hoes call me mister freeze
Y'all can't cop my pressure I'm so extra back up off the steez
Mozzarella with my cheddar stacking up the cheese
Fuck a bank account I want all of these racks on me
Put in the Freezer hide that shit beneath the seat
Fuck a bank account I want these fuckin racks on me

Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep
Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep
Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep
Came from underneath, we too deep, we don't get no sleep
Smoke a pound a week, chest too geeked and we 30 deep