Lyrics Deep End - Yungeen Ace

Killers on the right
Killers outside
I told 'em slide on
I want 'em dead
I drop the bag
I put bout 30 on 'em

My killers fiending for a body, they getting rich off on 'em
They keep on asking how he die, them killers ran up on 'em
These niggas pussy and I know it, bitch you gon die today
Them killers, killers spin the block, we hoppin out with kays
These niggas speaking on my name, I get 'em out the way
Bitch what you said, I hope you meant it watch how he die today

2 O'clock in the mornin we hit the block we swervin out
400 shots up in this car every stick in here dirty nah
Them niggas pussy as a bitch they steady hidin' out
But we gon camp out where he sleepin' I hope the fire hot
These niggas dancin' on the gram like they don't know who I am
I'm getting bodies dropped they call me Don Dada
Give me a reason then they call me
When it's done I send the money
Round of applause for all my top shottas

Niggas said what about KTA
Them niggas pussy we bangin that ATK
When the superstar look around who finna die today
Why I know y'all pussy ass the fuck we had y'all on a chase all
That dissin' that you doing tellin the world how we hop out with kays

762, put him on the news
Choppa spittin nigga what you wanna do
6k killas 24 guns
Round of applause when it's all said and done
Runnin' from the killers dirt bike chase
Fast hanging out the window with a drac
I'mma take it as a drillin' and a chase
Hopped out shot him dead in his face

Killers on the right
Killers outside
I told 'em slide on
I want 'em dead
I drop the bag
I put bout 30 on 'em

My killers fiending for a body, they getting rich off on 'em
They keep on asking how he die, them killers ran up on 'em
These niggas pussy and I know it, bitch you gon die today
Them killers, killers spin the block, we hoppin out with kays
These niggas speaking on my name, I get 'em out the way
Bitch what you said, I hope you meant it watch how he die today

For all I gotta preach nigga ain't got no face on 'em
He said each one of 'em dead I'mma do it off the face on homie
I sent the boys to blitz the block them niggas ran from us
Them niggas hidin' on that end now crying about they dead homie
Them niggas dissin' on them songs I want they mamas crying
But they screamin' they want chances when them niggas dying

We in a stolen police get behind we take 'em up on a chase
We hit the gat, we do the dash, bitch this right here a race
Bitch I'll run up in your house you is not safe
And when I find that nigga sister knock her out of place

Deep in the streets I then dived in
I'm out of my body I died again
6 days a week we spinnin' again
Attend they funeral than hit 'em again
Come here

Killers on the right
Killers outside
I told 'em slide on
I want 'em dead
I drop the bag
I put bout 30 on 'em

My killers fiending for a body, they getting rich off on 'em
They keep on asking how he die, them killers ran up on 'em
These niggas pussy and I know it, bitch you gon die today
Them killers, killers spin the block, we hoppin out with kays
These niggas speaking on my name, I get 'em out the way
Bitch what you said, I hope you meant it watch how he die today