Deep Ends - Dot-com Burst Lyrics

Deets, the dot com burst
Star type fleet, you ain't coming in first
How many drinks we had to flourish?
How many rings to know that we first?
Fly on my angel wings, came from the show
Tryna' see D like we got to go
Triple O rings, you provide the glowing
Race to the morning
Too tucked Don, King Shadow scoring
Balance on soles, red headlights flowing
Break live, skunk still on me
Get me like Audrey, wavy too rosy
Baseline, tank top glossing
Take tough off it, sexy swinging my ride
Let's get out here, get you close
The new ruff rollers got me like
Yeah, been had it like that, beat up the pack
Jump out the room, this how you stack
I got it like that, fifth round of 'gnac
I be like, mm, yeah, you smack
Air in the cash, bearing the mast
Reach for the moon, she throwin' it back
Impaling my bag, not one to brag
But I go, mm, yeah, you smack
Two, two
Tight group
Dirty money
Clean shoes
Five dime
No roof
Gettin' money
Nothin' new
Been had it like that, beat up the pack
Jump out the room, this how you stack
I got it like that, fifth round of 'gnac
I be like, mm, yeah, you smack
Air in the cash, bearing the mast
Reach for the moon, she throwin' it back
Impaling my bag, not one to brag
But I go, mm, yeah, you smack
Smack
Smack
Throw it, throw it back, get back, get back
Just throw it, throw it back, get back, get back
Throw it, throw it back, get back, get back
Just throw it, throw it back, get back, get back
Throw it, throw it back, get back, get back
Just throw it, throw it back, get back, get back
Throw it, throw it back, get back, get back
Just throw it, throw it back, get back, get back
Throw it back, now sing that shit
Boom, go run it
Boom, go run it, boom
Boom, go run it
Boom, go run it, run it
Boom, go run it
Boom, go run it, boom
Boom, go run it, boom
Boom, go run it, run it
Air in the-, bearing the-
Throwin' it back, get money
Not one to brag, mm
Get money
Air in the-, bearing the-
Throwin' it back, get money
Not one to brag, mm
And we still gettin' money
I know you hate that, hate that, hate that
And when you hear this in the club?
Nothin' new
Two, two
Tight group (when you hear this in the club)
Dirty money
Clean shoes (I know you hate that)
Five dime
No roof (we still gettin' money)
Gettin' money
Nothin' new
Dirty money, clean shoes
Five dime, and we still gettin' money
Dirty money, clean shoes
Five dime, hate that, hate that
Get money, nothin' new
Two, two
Tight group
Dirty money
Clean shoes
Five dime
No roof
Gettin' money
Nothin' new