Deep in the Game

[Intro]

La música de Harry Fraud

[Chorus: Rick Ross]

Deep in the game, I dun perfected my moves

My jewels drip like ice

My dogs rich off white

(4X)

[Verse 1: Fat Trel]

I say my wrists all white, rich off white

Nigga baby mother sucking dick all night

Thirty sixty clip by clip my clique gon roll with the foes (or fours?)

Them O's on the stove have my bitch on swole

Working with finesse I got success in the Lex

But then she got me locked up I can’t stop rolling with weps

First the body drop and then she showered the specs

I’m shaving off the top, I probably chop up ex

84 my kinfolk, NYC got Benning Road

Ridin' with that chopper, that’s my white bitch from Minnesota

I’m high, my price low, All State like Geico

Raw dog your household

Hog tied, like so

[Chorus: Rick Ross]

Deep in the game, I dun perfected my moves

My jewels drip like ice

My dogs rich off white

(4X)

[Verse 2: Fat Trel]

Take a niggas life like it’s alright like it was right

Had this quarter back to pack, grip it tight that’s bout the white

We’re polite, you can’t shop with me unless you shop with twight

And my lawyer is magnificent, I beat the charges twice

What you like

If I want your bitch I take her home tonight

Make her suck on this Ciroc, heard the pussy some slice

Then it’s right, I just turn and fly away like the kite

Bring her back to bat cave, and I bet she take the flight

Right left wrist working different with the ice

I just hurt the nigga eye, told that bitch turn on the light

That’s aight every now and then she like to fuck a dike

Then she bring it straight to me, I just bench her to the right

Like "what you like?"

[Chorus: Rick Ross]

Deep in the game, I dun perfected my moves

My jewels drip like ice

My dogs rich off white

(4X)