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first day out the feds - 30 deep grimeyy lyrics

[intro]
grimeyy! (haha, haha, haha)
i’m back, grimeyy! (haha, haha, haha)
i’m too crazy
knock the bass hard, alleyknock, the bass hard

[verse]
my first day back, you ain’t my homie, you tryna hand me some tens (tens)
b*tch, i’m grimey, extra slimy (grimey), ain’t gon’ say it again
i closed my eyes in cell two, and i woke up in a benz (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
i did my thang, they had to jump me, probably mad ’bout they friend (hahahaha)
they hit my bucket with a body, say they ready to take ten (d*mn)
let off, thirty shots fired from that thumpin’ fn (man over)
i told my mama, “don’t send me pictures ’til i got in the bin” (mama)
f*ck [?] break a [?] (boom, boom, boom, boom)
shout out my lawyer mr. foster (gang), make the pa look stupid
the judgе gave me house arrеst and said, “good luck with your music” (what?)
i had the co’s on my d*ck, you know them b*tches be choosin’ (30)
the bucks i had up on my boots, i could’ve bought me a buick (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
and free my [?] outta fusion (boom, boom, boom)
he probably mad gotti ain’t signed him, he a cng groupie (b*tch ass)
my lil’ partner from cn smoke a d*ck then get groovy (skrrt, skrrt)
the groupies jealous, we rebellious, 30 deep, we the [?] (boom, boom, boom, boom)
ain’t put no money on your phone, but i heard postin’, “free grimeyy” (what?)
i been booked a couple times so that sh*t wasn’t surprising
that p*ssy workin’ with them people, i can’t wait ’til we find him (b*tch ass)
my phone tapped, don’t take it personal if big grimeyy decline (what?)
tay*tay gone, and kion gone, b*tch, i’m the only survivor (30)
jumped in that water when i was hidden, a lot of n*ggas went and died (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
freak at the wheel, 2010, a lot of n*ggas wouldn’t drive
they takin’ pictures of my picture, finna make my sh*t proud (d*mn)
[outro]
ha, hahaha
yeah, n*gga, i’m on house arrest, n*gga, i’m back though, haha
f*ck all the goofys, man
f*ck all the rats, man, f*ck all the cats, y’all know we stack, b*tch
on 62 (hahaha) neighborhood

- 30 deep grimeyy lyrics

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