Cal Rips - Deposit lyrics

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Cal Rips - Deposit lyrics

[Verse 1 Allan LeGrand] Uh, Look Ridin' [?] north eastside with my n***as Rosie ride stack gon' figures Put her on her back, rollin' back woods trash good Still f** a pearl without the liquor Had a couple girls wanna hurl out the liquor (Rahh) Can't be my queen, 'les you drink with the team No sippin' All the f**in' team take shots so vicious Y'all stand still, hear me go get it Ball hard, pro figures, bro air my fitting (my fitting) My seed so malicious in capital Put on the beat I will batter you Talking that heat I got hammers too Nothing but space opportunity Running your place need immunity This is what disrespect do to me This sh** not lyrical eulogies You better pa** when they shoot at me Biggin' that pop when they shoot at me Just know you married a G After the place is asleep The 4 is the place I would be After the world is besieged Accomplished a race at my feast Cause I was a reject Trappin' out two checks a piece off the leash To die with no regrets And get more [?] My mission complete and I rest in peace [Chorus Cal Rips] x2 Don't hit my phone unless you talkin' a deposit n***as think they got it but these n***as steady starvin' We is racin' to the money Lil' n***a you ain't bout it Finna f** up outta check dont even pick up when money callin' (Hey) [Verse 2 Dizzy Gordo] n***as think a f**ing bounty on them I might pull up in an audi on them Your girl in my crib with em secrets on her She rollin' my weed and I'm sleepin' on her My n***as in here we mobbin' on ya These n***as ain't rocking for ya Can't do this Boosie, your man's might sneaky might get some booty But its f** the coochie, I'm all about my rubix Wreck the rules might need a b**h thats coolin' Gets some aquafina, smoke greener, her feet up Tryna get her cranked till I gotta lead up My b**h down to ride like we engine [?] I'm lovin' on her but its best discreeted Better hide your bae like em eggs on Easter I'm a champion but I ain't her Cena Don't cuff the b**h cause she for the team bruh Need a trip to the beach, try to change my scene up Tryna turn them things up Need a b**h a freak, need a verse to lease Got a gram to chief up, baby roll the keefa I get high for reasons you can't relate I might take her on a dinner date So I can play her a head of skate Give her 1-on-1s in disarray You n***as is crying its a penny race Imma go and get it anyway Get em buckas, haters changing lovers Causing lotta ruckus, n***a you can't touch us Maybe imma about to roll a J', I'm in the clouds imma get away When I smoke this pound a n***a feel emblazed Got the fish, Aye throw my way [Chorus Cal Rips] x2 [Verse 3 King Rosè] Money on the table need to quit Time is money, money cop the rollies I could never cop the plea or the fifth Unless I need to lit Tryna come between my meals you can eat a dick Keep it G sh** yeah After that if imma need to listen All the flows you did for my momma and chris All the screamers say all the shows legit, all them hoes lit Yeah all the hoes is lit They dont know sh** till its too late for em Cause real n***as off, made toothpaste for em Shot to the neck like 2k forums It ain't done if the residue ain't formin' (uh) Whoever dissed need to quicken up I'm relevant, couple hundred for the booking bruh She on her knees telling me things are looking up And these n***as ain't sh** acting like a whole b**h When you n***as fell in love with the p**y bruh I ain't finished with n***as you don't know the half At the show actin' like I don't know your camp Bust it open she taking naked photographs She ain't told you that

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