DEEP END Doe Boy (Ft. Don Toliver)

[Intro: Future]
(Last name Hendrix, whatever I do)
(ATL Jacob, he a fuckin' millionaire)

[Chorus: Doe Boy & Don Toliver]
You treat me like a savage (Doe Beezy)
But I'm far from average
I can't give you marriage, horse and carriage, but I can give you karats
PJ out to Paris for the weekend, we got shoppin' habits (Freebandz)
I done came a long way from that deep end, now I'm livin' lavish (Knowles Ave)
Long way from that deep end (It's Cleveland)
It don't feel the same when we ain't speakin' (I'm reachin', facts)
Niggas in your DM, they been creepin' (Fuck 'em)
You can tell me all your business, I won't leak it

[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
Girl, I had enough of all thеse petty disagreements (Lеt's go)
I'm not stupid, you not sneaky, I been peeped it (Fool)
But that pussy way too good, girl, I been fiendin', I need it (Come here, baby)
Hug me while I'm sleepin', you comfortin' a demon
Dreamin' 'bout them hits, I laid right by my thirty clip (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
My hands on your hips, racks in your purse, we run through Phipps (Come here)
Treat me like a savage, you not shit, you still my bitch (Let's go)
Girl, my name Doe Beezy, but I drape you down in Rick (Doe Beezy)
Drape you down in Rick, you hold it down, I pay your rent (Wake up)
I'm close to that edge, bitch, you better not push me an inch (Let's go)
Girl, my pockets healthy, I put karats on your wrist (Karats)
Yeah, I put karats on your— (Oh, really?)