Deep Ellum

By Isaa

Released on February 12, 2017

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[Verse 1]

We riding around in a stolo with paper plates

If cops pull us over, we're all gon' be inmates

My wrist froze, I caught A cold so I need a sweater

Smoke is coming out the barrel, Isa, he don't even sweat em

I was drinking down deep Ellum, while I was getting cerebellum

Every morning I wake up, thank god I ain't homeless

Every moment I face my opponent, I'll be sure to leave em boneless

Fill you with lead like you a pencil

Shake & bake like Will Ferrell

I chop the block up like its lettuce

You spark the rock up then inhale it

Could've been a convicted felon

But I did what I did & I really don't regret it

Cottonmouth, I need a beverage

Feel like weezy, had to get back on my grizzly

Fuck the Feds, they took my glizzy

Get my weed from out the city

Smoke hella ganja like a rasta

No hangover, I drink water

Get yo ass ate by piranhas

Hood is hot with helicopters

Trap house looks like doctor's office

Pistol shopping, pussy poppin, suited up like I'm a mobster