Gringo Def Rock
One, two, three and to the four
Whipped out my cock and it dropped to the floor
Shook the whole earth and made every woman moan
Don't judge me just enjoy the fuckin show
Cuz I'm Colton el mas cabron
Itchy finger on the trigger when that chromes to the dome
That shiver up your spine that sends a chill to the bone
Goin' beast mode on the microphone
Cuz you know Digit does what Digit does best
Spittin' out lyrics 'til spirits manifest
At first you were like ehh but now you're impressed
Goin' stupid dumb and poundin' on your chest
Make the room bounce like the floors a trampoline
When your eyes are tight and red I'll supply the Visine
I hope you're prepared for your day of reckoning
There's no Vaseline for this ass fucking
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
Then why do the bitches strip when I spit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
But I come equipped to keep the party lit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's not what you said when I was hittin it
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's it fuck y'all I'm out this bitch
Gringo Def Rock
Who's this bitch jumpin' on the mic
With flows like pussy cuz they're tight tight tight
Got a blunt in my hand and I rolled it just right
Sit back, relax and prepare to take flight
I'm not your fairy tale princess (Nope)
I'm a blood suckin' muthafuckin' succubus
With a kiss of death pouting from my lips
I abuse the beat like a dominatrix
Got super powers that I can't contain
MK ultra, raw dog your brain
Rap game's Jean Grey on your minds wavelength
You lame ass skanks stay up outta my lane
I can outsmart Dr. Spencer Reed
Every verse I lay is a fuckin' crime scene
Don't ever trust in a bitch like me
I'll fuck your dad and be your new mommy
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
Then why do the bitches strip when I spit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
But I come equipped to keep the party lit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's not what you said when I was hittin it
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's it fuck y'all I'm out this bitch
Gringo Def Rock
Settin' my style from stun to kill
It'll get your heart beating like a fuckin' treadmill
My pedals to the metal got no time to chill
The hardest thing I pop is generic Advil
Not a brain dead, vagrant, lookin' for a payment
I'm not complacent dwelling in the basement
I can't take this bullshit entertainment
Impatient with the basic, I take the bar and raise it
Can I get a what what up in this bitch?
Garbage ass rappers fly as an ostrich
My special message to all you bastards
I'm taking this muthafuckin' game hostage
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
Then why do the bitches strip when I spit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
But I come equipped to keep the party lit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's not what you said when I was hittin' it
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's it fuck y'all I'm out this bitch
Gringo Def Rock
Whipped out my cock and it dropped to the floor
Shook the whole earth and made every woman moan
Don't judge me just enjoy the fuckin show
Cuz I'm Colton el mas cabron
Itchy finger on the trigger when that chromes to the dome
That shiver up your spine that sends a chill to the bone
Goin' beast mode on the microphone
Cuz you know Digit does what Digit does best
Spittin' out lyrics 'til spirits manifest
At first you were like ehh but now you're impressed
Goin' stupid dumb and poundin' on your chest
Make the room bounce like the floors a trampoline
When your eyes are tight and red I'll supply the Visine
I hope you're prepared for your day of reckoning
There's no Vaseline for this ass fucking
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
Then why do the bitches strip when I spit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
But I come equipped to keep the party lit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's not what you said when I was hittin it
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's it fuck y'all I'm out this bitch
Gringo Def Rock
Who's this bitch jumpin' on the mic
With flows like pussy cuz they're tight tight tight
Got a blunt in my hand and I rolled it just right
Sit back, relax and prepare to take flight
I'm not your fairy tale princess (Nope)
I'm a blood suckin' muthafuckin' succubus
With a kiss of death pouting from my lips
I abuse the beat like a dominatrix
Got super powers that I can't contain
MK ultra, raw dog your brain
Rap game's Jean Grey on your minds wavelength
You lame ass skanks stay up outta my lane
I can outsmart Dr. Spencer Reed
Every verse I lay is a fuckin' crime scene
Don't ever trust in a bitch like me
I'll fuck your dad and be your new mommy
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
Then why do the bitches strip when I spit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
But I come equipped to keep the party lit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's not what you said when I was hittin it
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's it fuck y'all I'm out this bitch
Gringo Def Rock
Settin' my style from stun to kill
It'll get your heart beating like a fuckin' treadmill
My pedals to the metal got no time to chill
The hardest thing I pop is generic Advil
Not a brain dead, vagrant, lookin' for a payment
I'm not complacent dwelling in the basement
I can't take this bullshit entertainment
Impatient with the basic, I take the bar and raise it
Can I get a what what up in this bitch?
Garbage ass rappers fly as an ostrich
My special message to all you bastards
I'm taking this muthafuckin' game hostage
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
Then why do the bitches strip when I spit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
But I come equipped to keep the party lit
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's not what you said when I was hittin' it
Fuck you Digit you ain't shit
That's it fuck y'all I'm out this bitch
Gringo Def Rock
Credits
Writer(s): Colton Young
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