Deep End

Bankrol Hayden, Lil Skies

(Roy, baby) Yeah, yeah Fall into the deep end Fuck her, then I'm gone for the weekend I don't want your heart, you can keep it Your number get deleted I don't talk it out, I get even Had to cut her off, she was leechin' Fall into the deep end Fuck her, then I'm gone for the weekend I don't want your heart, you can keep it Your number get deleted I don't talk it out, I get even Had to cut her off, she was leechin' Lil' baby, she a angel I put her in Amiris down to her ankles So much people tryna feed, I can't eat alone So much money on my plate, I bought the table I won't fall victim to a bitch 'cause I don't love her I can't do relations, too much money in the summer I gotta draw the line when people show they true colors I got love for my brothers, everybody else, fuck 'em Fall into the deep end Fuck her, then I'm gone for the weekend I don't want your heart, you can keep it Your number get deleted I don't talk it out, I get even Had to cut her off, she was leechin' Fall into the deep end Fuck her, then I'm gone for the weekend I don't want your heart, you can keep it Your number get deleted I don't talk it out, I get even Had to cut her off, she was leechin' (ayy) Had to cut her off, she was leechin' Look into her eyes, she a demon, and that is the reason Why I can't be with her, she be schemin' Shorty think she right, I don't believe it She a nasty girl, like it rough Like when you get into it, say it's never too much I'ma take her for a ride, said she need a tune up Tell 'em haters fall in line, they ain't never doing none Fall into the deep end Fuck her, then I'm gone for the weekend I don't want your heart, you can keep it Your number get deleted I don't talk it out, I get even Had to cut her off, she was leechin' Fall into the deep end Fuck her, then I'm gone for the weekend I don't want your heart, you can keep it Your number get deleted I don't talk it out, I get even Had to cut her off, she was leechin' Fall into the deep end Fuck her, then I'm gone for the weekend I don't want your heart, you can keep it Your number get deleted I don't talk it out, I get even Had to cut her off, she was leechin' Fall into the deep end Fuck her, then I'm gone for the weekend I don't want your heart, you can keep it Your number get deleted I don't talk it out, I get even Had to cut her off, she was leechin'

Written by: Blaise Railey, Hayden Inacio, Kimetrius Foose, Randall Hammers, Rosario Peter Lenzo, Spencer HarrisLyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, CREATE MUSIC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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