Lyric

I’ve gone off the deep end

That’s in case you were leaving

Did it all for the dog that I kept in

Unlocked Nagashima now he’s open

T Currency and Tone call me Dr

Datsun now a street car dodger

A little corny but I cropped up

Round 4 or 5 years debut call waiting down in Austin

And I’m huge at the mini mart

Ballsy when we give a ballpark and we body-ing the poor sports

Tension is like ten cents

But aTTn cost hoken and your pension

I dint golf enough times for the jump

If it gone to break down for the slump

I just want to get down with the bruh

And its D-Boy in the back of the cut

Ambrose Brown and Mississippi with the keys

And the drum is ground down for the breeze

Y’all keep sequencing, missing

This for the kebab shop and Deli Boys on the streets, so

You play it all the same

Look at what we became

And ain’t that just a shame

I’ll break it either way

I’m frankly off the top

I’m praying it’ll stop

But that’s if D-Boy flop

Who knows that’ll ever happen