Deep Cover Chinx (Ft. Vado)

[Intro]
Shit man.. (We the.. We the..)
Bobby Trends (Coke Boyz shit).. shake the muthafucking block
(Most Hated..) Vado wadup fool (slime..)

[Chinx]
Only the Lord knows, we gon pull up on their block
And I ain't talking star attendance when I mention I throw em a shot
Hit with the oh-wop, return the cofetti
I stack lead cakes, run up in yo safe and get them lil debbies
I throw it up and let it touch the floor
Hit the blinds, shut the door, when we done we that, we count 200 more
We in the majors, you niggas little league mic flaming
Young but hood nigga, I still get my chicken from Kennedys

[Vado]
Creep with me as I slide through yo villas with my slimes and gorillas
Heavy .9s and the killas, four wheelin' up a one way street
Takin' selfies, screamin' fuck the police, (hahhh) yeah
Yo what happened? Came through like what's crackin?
You gave a quarter mil, but whats the deal on the backin?
Saw 'em on the hill, Ain't have his steel, so I tapped 'em
On his back then I dapped em, seen his chain, then I yapped em

[Chinx]
And we ain't take it to the pawnshop drop
With the palm Glock even in the rag or the hard tops
Swervin' on the bitches with them digits, you a long shot
All about the business, four wheelin' off the car lot