D Smoke, Snow Tha Product - Deebo lyrics

(Sup, Smoke?) nothin'
(What you got on my drink?) nothin'

Queens shine and kings grind
The blinding light that we let
Off is so thorough (Thorough)
Sleep time and harvest, starvin' artists
Often turn to martyrs, no euros
(Euros) but we endured with spirit's
Purer than the diamond
Ran through fire infernos (Infernos)
But run up on us, ain't no easy come up
We'll one up a bitch nigga (D Smoke)
Supa rocket on my waist, I'm poppin'
It could be apocalypse, but, fuck, I gave
Went off the roof, roof, roof, roof
Chocolate nigga with lots of potential
I'm on to you Inglewood niggas
On the loose, loose, loose, loose
Pop is a figure I follow
I figured my father coulda been a
Doctor, but he choose, choose, choose
Choose
To park at the crib with a heart for the kids
Tony Stark, light up a nigga, woo, woo
(Listen) viva mi barrio, salidas no hay
Palomita que dan encima (Vente Humo)
Mi vida es más exclusiva
Por eso las chicas quieren bésame
Dame el culo lo tiran pa' tras y lo
Cacho con manos abiertos
Somos expertos, somos burós
Ahí las leonas y tigre, los monos
No viven por mucho tiempo, te lo juro
Chúpamelo, mami
Si tú sabes lo que tengo en mi pantalones
I been on this shit since I
Was rockin' chonis in ghetto apartments
No regard, we don't offer condolences
Sharpen a sword and get to
Barking like fuckin' Napoleon
I'm OG homie en mi casa (Casa)
Y en mi ciudad aloco la raza (Raza)
I'm in the field like a running back
Hundred black gunnas huntin' for my enemies
Suffering succotash, you sucka ass

Niggas got me fucked up
Hoes got me fucked up, uh
Haters got me fucked up
Even the bros got me fucked up, uh
Niggas got me fucked up
Hoes got me fucked up, uh
Haters got me fucked up
Even the bros, wait, fuck it deebo

Mexican bitch with a chip on her
Shoulder the size of a boulder
That got you 'bout to blow yo' top off
(Lil' bitch)
Better known as Little Snow but I'm
Cold and so doper than dope
And goddamnit, I just know yo' jaw will drop
When I walk by, you better hold your thoughts
Rocks 'bout to turn to water
'cause you know Snow's hot

You grind for the bitch
She in the back of the bus lockjawed
Look, I don't know who the
Fuck raised you dudes you dick riding
Hoppin' on and off waves too soon
Y'all be crying
Nobody vibe with the way you move
You got a problem with a real one, bitch
Say you do you better say it wit' you chest
Like you a man or somethin'
(A man or somethin')
Your mama went through labor pains just
To raise a little bitch
You's the type to really take
A stand or something
Heard the shit you tryin' to drop
That wasn't it
Y me dijeron que le meta, que ya saben
Soy la Jefa
Que les traigo la manteca, aquí la grasa
Papi mexicanos han de fiestas
Ya llegamos a la meta
Ahora, si aquí se respeta
What you gotta for me?
Traigo pleito pa' todo, yo vengo de lodo
Con paisas y cholos, y Latinx
Me criaron desde el rancho
Por aquí traigo palo santo
Cada vez que yo les canto
You know what the fuck this is? (Yup)

Niggas got me fucked up
Hoes got me fucked up, uh
Haters got me fucked up
Even the bros got me fucked up, uh
Niggas got me fucked up
Hoes got me fucked up, uh
Haters got me fucked up
Even the bros, wait, fuck it deebo