Sunken Place

By Spit Infinity

Released on August 12, 2019

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[Hook]:

Watchin’ a whitey shed tears 

Drive through Montclair first gear 

Went to New Seasons they scared 

They don't want no coloreds round here 

Gotta get the fuck up from round here 

Get my cuts and then tuck outta here 

These whitey remind me of Get Out 

Gotta get the fuck up from round here 

[Verse 1]:

I got the Crocs with the Louis V locks 

And I swear it be causin’ dilemmas 

I hit yo daughter last night with no socks 

And I swear I be givin’ her tremors 

A fortnight ago she was watchin my watch 

And she told me she like how it shimmer 

Said that her dad in the neighborhood watch

But I'm strapped so I'm killin a Zimmer

Til death do I part with that strap 

And I swear it's my second amendment

I pray to the lord everyday he forgive me 

For all of this sinnin’

And it's peace always till you touch my fam 

I'll get a life sentence 

It's a thousand ways to die 

But I'll tell you your demise 

In about ten minutes 

[Hook]:

Watchin’ a whitey shed tears 

Drive through Montclair first gear 

Went to New Seasons they scared 

They don't want no coloreds round here 

Gotta get the fuck up from round here 

Get my cuts and then tuck outta here 

These whitey remind me of Get Out 

Gotta get the fuck up from round here 

[Verse 2]:

I'm so focused like Adderall phetamine 

Niggas is actin like they is ahead of me 

I hit the gas and it was for my betterment 

Not sellin’ rock 

Not servin’ sediment 

Please don't talk need out of court settlement 

Fifteen M’s and I need the hoe wedding ring 

Punk rock thooter like Skrillex and bangarang 

I'm a real player like tonic and Tanqueray 

You a bum nigga 

Put ya gas on layaway 

When I go vacay I go away away 

If you not based then stay away 

The choppa get loud like a K-array 

Tap in with the reaper he fade away 

I guess it just wasn't his day today 

Tap in with the reaper and fade away 

I guess it just wasn't his day today 

[Bridge]:

I'm sinkin’ down 

Sinkin’ down 

Sinkin slow 

I can't feel myself 

Feel myself 

Got no control 

[Hook]:

Watchin’ a whitey shed tears 

Drive through Montclair first gear 

Went to New Seasons they scared 

They don't want no coloreds round here 

Gotta get the fuck up from round here 

Get my cuts and then tuck outta here 

These whitey remind me of Get Out 

Gotta get the fuck up from round here 

[Outro]:

I cannot take the prescriptions they give me 

I cannot take the prescriptions they give me 

I'm tuckin’ off and then handlin’ business 

I'm tuckin’ off and then handlin’ business 

I cannot take the prescriptions they give me 

I cannot take the prescriptions they give me 

I'm tuckin’ off and then handlin’ business 

I'm tuckin’ off and then handlin’ business