In Too Deep - Kodak Black

I’m in too deep, your boy deeper than a rap

Imma just let my soul bleed on the track

Check your resume, and you ain’t livin' like that

You the main reason why your dog got wacked

I’m only for the cheese, you a freeze, you a rat

You the main reason why your dog got trapped

Before I ever chase her, I’d rather chase the yacht

Street nigga after paper, I ain’t playin', Imma snap

Livin' in denial, juvenile back to back

Hit your house, throw all the gold in a pillow sack

Nigga take your chances, whole lives, shootin' craps

We just hit a lick for ten bands, it’s a wrap

I’m a section 8, taliban with the strap

Molly Santan, beach sand in my cap

Yeah I could pass the weed, but I ain’t pass the FCAT

And probably playin' sleep, cuz I ain’t tryna text back

They found the contraband in my mat

I had to sneak a pen in my cell to write a rap

I’m extortin' niggas, want dinner and snack

Told em' Imma split em' if I see em' eat that

I’m vibin' in the booth, I just kick my feet back

She ride me in the coupe, had to push my seat back

I watched my dog shape back, just to relapse

I’m blowin' on OG, you smokin' green crack

I just got a slow leak in my tree wrap

That head got me lockin' up, call her beeswax

Better keep your Smith and Wesson, you might need that

357, E told me «keep that»

Keep your boy well protected like a knee cap

Knock, knock, bang, bang, where the cheese at?

Glock pop, bang, bang, where your keys at?

Don’t you say a damn thing, and I mean that

Ran 'cross the power after Cool got snatched

I was on the I, when the coupe caught a flat

That’s the same night when SuWu shot Black

I wasn’t even there to tell you if we shot back