3 Deep Songtext
von Oliver Francis

(Rich boy shit)
(Yeah)

Pulled up smellin′ like the gas
Yeah you know it's us
Girl sippin′ syrup
Booty twerkin' on my tour bus
3 deep in the two seat
Foot up in the clutch
3 deep in the two seat
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Pulled up smellin' like the gas
Yeah you know it′s us
Girl sippin′ syrup
Booty twerkin' on my tour bus
3 deep in the two seat
Foot up in the clutch
3 deep in the two seat
Yeah, yeah, yeah


Cop the camo shark
Now I′m drippin' in this blue Bape (this Bape)
In that white soft top
Arm and Hammer toothpaste
Gucci blue jeans
With the hand-embroidered snakes
(This Gucci, Gucci)
I stack that guala, got my mom a new place
On a backroad
Rollin′ doobies in the moonlight
Y'all know
I got plenty bitches like Maroon Five
I′ma glo'
Swear to God, these diamonds shinin' too bright
I′m drivin′ slow
I mix up the Tommy with the off-white
Drop-top in the winter with the heat on (ooh)
10k thread count all I sleep on
I ball out with this Tommy Jeans tee on
Vacay in Sweden chillin' at the ski lodge (yeah, yeah)
It′s phony with us, not recording with us (nah, you phony)
In the tweets, but for a feature they'll be cordial with us
Boy you broke you can′t afford to kick it (broke bitch)
I get this money with the team
Count it up and split it
Its Courtney Love in my cup
Doubled up
What the fuck she want
Diamonds in the bezel
Heavy metal, what the fuck we on
Pedal to the metal
Marijuna in my fuckin' lungs
In that 2 seat 6 speed
Foot up in the clutch

Pulled up smellin′ like the gas
Yeah you know it's us
Girl sippin' syrup
Booty twerkin′ on my tour bus
3 deep in the two seat
Foot up in the clutch
3 deep in the two seat
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Pulled up smellin′ like the gas
Yeah you know it's us
Girl sippin′ syrup
Booty twerkin' on my tour bus
3 deep in the two seat
Foot up in the clutch
3 deep in the two seat
Yeah, yeah, yeah