d**h the kid - Life On Deck 2011 lyrics

[Verse 1: d**h The Kid] On the low, yo, I got a new baby-mama She green as the weed left over in the grinder She don't know everything, so I remind her Keep her brain filled but still cook me lasagna Street brands, define 'em, won't catch me in designer Will stay fresh cause I got to be a shiner And f** the police, I smoke the marijuana I ain't tryin' to be no slick shot baller Just a shot-caller, flow paranormal Chokehold the game like a real anaconda Ghostin' OZ's, post with OG's Ill in this piece with a villainous steeze Cop a thousand G's, burn up in the smoke Ain't nobody left, you could call it Roanoke But I myself am dope, f** you and your feature Green Kryptonite got me lookin' like the reefer [Hook: Evan DeBiase] Check me, check me, check me, check me Check me, check me, check me Check my style out, check the kicks Check my smile out, it's for the b**h We gettin' paper, big faces, fresh laces Rope-chainin', doper than c**aine and Goin' off of respect, rollin' blunts with signed checks Tellin' them b**hes next, we keep that life on deck Cause this is everything! [Verse 2: Evan DeBiase] She go with s** like a Lex beat My b**h text you to impress me She tryin' to test me, I get vibes you get vibrates I get arise, all you get: irate I get her high, all you get: her high rate You watchin' movies with guys, I watch her gyrate So if you get cream, get it on her face She see that paper, can't place it when she just playin' games But I just stay the same Grindin' for trips with tips for waiters who waitin' to make a plane Hook a fish and you in this game, I'm in the same boat but I bought a crane You see a blur, thought that you saw the dame Picture me into a different frame I'm lucious, MacBook in the clutches Sizzlin' with a duchess who's dope at rollin' Dutches She a foreigner, explorin' her, get deep in my dome with her Emotions get the best and it's over, bruh, don't open up [Hook: Evan DeBiase]