10 Deep

[Intro]
There was something on the right, it was very- unsettling I saw
Maybe some other way them, them, tally folk
Driving about in their cars but I- I dont think it was
I think it was something else
Break it out, throw it up, mix that shit up in my cup
(Ten deep with that fucking chop on me)
Brea- Break it out, throw it up, mix that shit up in my cup
Brea- Break it out, throw it up, mix that shit up-
(I be serving weight make yo’ block OD)
Break it ou- break it, break it, break it, break it

[Chorus: Itsaedanhill]
Pulling up ten deep with that fucking chop on me
Vest under the jersey we know you police
I be serving wеight, make yo' block OD
Two head bands like this shit was '03
Tеn deep with that fucking chop on me
Vest under the jersey we know you police
I be serving weight, make yo' block OD
Two head bands like this shit was '03

[Verse 1: Itsaedanhill]
Shot him in his bourbon and then he crashed
Cases hit the floor now you piss in a bag
Dust him 'til he down now he singing like Nav
I might kill a Crip if he call me a crab
Spin ya block, like a Beyblade, you won't get paid
Pussy run up wit' a switchblade make him mayday
Shoot both ways like its gunplay make you vacate
I ran out of bars but I know you do not gangbang
Bitch, it's not my fault that you chose to fuckin' talk loud
Always on that meat but you never seem to walk out
Slam the door, I'm breaking faces, kill the whore, I'm full of hatred
Rat again, I'll break ya braces, rat again, you will be bracing
Pussy want to talk but he never say "What's up" hoe
Rappers want to speak they don't even know my name though
Put you in the dirt, yeah I put you in the ground
It's not my fucking call but I'll throw you in the dog pound

[Chorus: Itsaedanhill]
Ten deep with that fucking chop on me
Vest under the jersey we know you police
I be serving weight, make yo' block OD
Two head bands like this shit was '03
Ten deep with that fucking chop on me
Vest under the jersey we know you police
I be serving weight, make yo' block OD
Two head bands like this shit was '03

[Bridge: Joe Biden]
C-lo is that nigga

[Verse 2: Cloroxcide]
Why you talking on my name, like what the fuck's up?
You don't wanna do no fighting you just talk tough
I just pulled up in this bitch with some damn nunchucks
You don't tote no damn Glock put yo' gun up
Voices talking, I don't know what to say, I cannot function
Upper-cutting your damn mouth cause you keep on talking
Talk on KLT then your damn mouth is what I'll keep on stomping
Got the bands up on me in this bitch you know I'll keep on popping
Know there's haters on my dick they going to keep on stalking
Got these bands up in the whip and I'ma keep on jogging
Rolling up in this bitch, know the feds watching
Get the fuck up off my line if you ain't 'bout cake talking

[Bridge: Cloroxcide]
Like bitch what the fucks up
Like put your motherfucking knucks up
Like bitch that's the wrong song
But you know a nigga got to stay up
Like bitch what the fucks up
Like put your motherfucking knucks up
Like bitch that's the wrong song
But you know a nigga got to stay up

[Chorus: Itsaedanhill]
Pulling up ten deep with that fucking chop on me
Vest under the jersey we know you police
I be serving weight, make yo' block OD
Two head bands like this shit was '03
Ten deep with that fucking chop on me
Vest under the jersey we know you police
I be serving weight, make yo' block OD
Two head bands like this shit was '03

[Outro]
Ten deep with that fucking chop on me
Vest under the jersey we know you police
I be serving weight, make yo' block OD
Two head bands like this shit was '03