DEPOSITS by Traffic Willis Lyrics
INTRO:
Ayo Traffic...
Told me to talk em...
Finna talk to em...
HOOK:
If I told you I was poppin you’d block it dog I can’t stop it I got multiple visions watching top I’m deep in my pocket
You got time to shoot your shot I got nada off that deposit
Fuck I look like on a clock?
I been moving just doing what you knew you needed to not get show and proving no show and tell my music to move the mosh pit not like you
You is who
Who maneuver but I got options
Fuck I look like on a clock
VERSE:
Go faster
They tellin me better hit it up after
You never been settling in it backwards
You rather be meddling in the backwoods
Back where the past don’t try to level it bastard after the mass gepetto it’ll unmask the past ghеtto but alas the glass pedal’ll crash then smash thеn attack the brash, settle the thrash, the blast finish em
Sick killin it the villain never chillin like I miss the freeze you better hol up in the mystery
I kiss the sea
You misdemean
Lookin like Mr Clean
Check the history
I fix receipts
Mix a beat
Swish the three
Traffic jam, he got a hit for me
I told him “bro” he rolled the pick for me
I touchdown like when I hit the sheets
You think you love the streets
You know I gotta double up soon as I get the rummage up alleviate the pain of the anger you feel it coming up
Really not many of us
Ideally there’s plenty of us
Feeling you really give up
Steering the course for the love
But that should never be an issue
How much more can a real nigga take before he walk up in the church and kill a mother fuckin snake
Shit stink like you fulla your self
I’m really wishin you could pull it yourself
It’s my nature, you coulda prevailed
I fly straight I could pull at the sail
If I make it, well
Fuck, it’s high maintenance hell
If I take this skill
Defy greatness
Steal the sly fake shit
Peel the lie, faces
Guide the blind, paces
Slide the tie, laces
I design bases
By the citation
HOOK:
If I told you I was poppin you’d block it dog I can’t stop it I got multiple visions watching top I’m deep in my pocket
You got time to shoot your shot I got nada off that deposit
Fuck I look like on a clock?
I been moving just doing what you knew you needed to not get show and proving no show and tell my music to move the mosh pit not like you
You is who
Who maneuver but I got options
Fuck I look like on a clock
Ayo Traffic...
Told me to talk em...
Finna talk to em...
HOOK:
If I told you I was poppin you’d block it dog I can’t stop it I got multiple visions watching top I’m deep in my pocket
You got time to shoot your shot I got nada off that deposit
Fuck I look like on a clock?
I been moving just doing what you knew you needed to not get show and proving no show and tell my music to move the mosh pit not like you
You is who
Who maneuver but I got options
Fuck I look like on a clock
VERSE:
Go faster
They tellin me better hit it up after
You never been settling in it backwards
You rather be meddling in the backwoods
Back where the past don’t try to level it bastard after the mass gepetto it’ll unmask the past ghеtto but alas the glass pedal’ll crash then smash thеn attack the brash, settle the thrash, the blast finish em
Sick killin it the villain never chillin like I miss the freeze you better hol up in the mystery
I kiss the sea
You misdemean
Lookin like Mr Clean
Check the history
I fix receipts
Mix a beat
Swish the three
Traffic jam, he got a hit for me
I told him “bro” he rolled the pick for me
I touchdown like when I hit the sheets
You think you love the streets
You know I gotta double up soon as I get the rummage up alleviate the pain of the anger you feel it coming up
Really not many of us
Ideally there’s plenty of us
Feeling you really give up
Steering the course for the love
But that should never be an issue
How much more can a real nigga take before he walk up in the church and kill a mother fuckin snake
Shit stink like you fulla your self
I’m really wishin you could pull it yourself
It’s my nature, you coulda prevailed
I fly straight I could pull at the sail
If I make it, well
Fuck, it’s high maintenance hell
If I take this skill
Defy greatness
Steal the sly fake shit
Peel the lie, faces
Guide the blind, paces
Slide the tie, laces
I design bases
By the citation
HOOK:
If I told you I was poppin you’d block it dog I can’t stop it I got multiple visions watching top I’m deep in my pocket
You got time to shoot your shot I got nada off that deposit
Fuck I look like on a clock?
I been moving just doing what you knew you needed to not get show and proving no show and tell my music to move the mosh pit not like you
You is who
Who maneuver but I got options
Fuck I look like on a clock