Digits
Gotta Fresh outfit hopping out a Jag
Bitch this Louis on my belt and aint check the tag
Issa 40 on my waist and this a 30 mag
Still carry money round in a duffel bag
Yeah I'm fucking on a dime like I'm supposed to
She keep liking pics get the pole too
I didn't even like the hoe but the bros do
Im just throwing alley oops like the pros do
I learned how to party watching stifler
Fuck a bitch for months and never kiss herrr
How i keep a hoe around i just dick herrr
Dripping Florida water i might lick herrr
I like em Bad Bad to the bone
Good Great Amazing Fucking Dome
Special hoes get saved in the phone
Them other hoes I'm in it and I'm gone
Chasing after numbers call me digit
All about my missions what's the stitch
Different type of guns go go gadget
Scratching a nigga out just like an itch
Chasing after numbers call me digit
All about my missions what's the stitch
Different type of guns go go gadget
Scratching a nigga out just like an itch
I gotta get it
Till my bank account say past paid
Try to take it, clip up in that glizzy my third leg
Or you can get that Boosie one on one, that's all fade
My chick stacked, body come in layers like parfaits
Try to keep up, cause I'm steady flowing like a rocket
If I hit her, game over
8 ball corner pocket
Make em beat his own ass, rip his arm from socket
Talking slaps, yeah I got
Me and Lusha stay solid
When I drop, guaranteed a nigga gon blow Like a snotty nose. Stay froze, forecast snow
For my chick. Both her wrist. And her neck say glow
Stacking money like a toddler, all I know is legos
Down for my brothas like I'm pose to be
And if somebody gotta die, it's you over me
See the spark from the flame watch them roaches flee
Bars hot, burn a nigga to the third degree
Chasing after numbers call me digit
All about my missions what's the stitch
Different type of guns go go gadget
Scratching a nigga out just like an itch
Chasing after numbers call me digit
All about my missions what's the stitch
Different type of guns go go gadget
Scratching a nigga out just like an itch
Preppy ass nigga Abercrombie
Don't ever try me up like I'm a bitch
Real street nigga pocket rocket
And you corny niggas looking like a lick
She Italian and she sucking on my dick
Like a stallion when she mount do a trick
Must be penny cause she make a nigga proud
The way she bouncing i just know that she legit
Bitch this Louis on my belt and aint check the tag
Issa 40 on my waist and this a 30 mag
Still carry money round in a duffel bag
Yeah I'm fucking on a dime like I'm supposed to
She keep liking pics get the pole too
I didn't even like the hoe but the bros do
Im just throwing alley oops like the pros do
I learned how to party watching stifler
Fuck a bitch for months and never kiss herrr
How i keep a hoe around i just dick herrr
Dripping Florida water i might lick herrr
I like em Bad Bad to the bone
Good Great Amazing Fucking Dome
Special hoes get saved in the phone
Them other hoes I'm in it and I'm gone
Chasing after numbers call me digit
All about my missions what's the stitch
Different type of guns go go gadget
Scratching a nigga out just like an itch
Chasing after numbers call me digit
All about my missions what's the stitch
Different type of guns go go gadget
Scratching a nigga out just like an itch
I gotta get it
Till my bank account say past paid
Try to take it, clip up in that glizzy my third leg
Or you can get that Boosie one on one, that's all fade
My chick stacked, body come in layers like parfaits
Try to keep up, cause I'm steady flowing like a rocket
If I hit her, game over
8 ball corner pocket
Make em beat his own ass, rip his arm from socket
Talking slaps, yeah I got
Me and Lusha stay solid
When I drop, guaranteed a nigga gon blow Like a snotty nose. Stay froze, forecast snow
For my chick. Both her wrist. And her neck say glow
Stacking money like a toddler, all I know is legos
Down for my brothas like I'm pose to be
And if somebody gotta die, it's you over me
See the spark from the flame watch them roaches flee
Bars hot, burn a nigga to the third degree
Chasing after numbers call me digit
All about my missions what's the stitch
Different type of guns go go gadget
Scratching a nigga out just like an itch
Chasing after numbers call me digit
All about my missions what's the stitch
Different type of guns go go gadget
Scratching a nigga out just like an itch
Preppy ass nigga Abercrombie
Don't ever try me up like I'm a bitch
Real street nigga pocket rocket
And you corny niggas looking like a lick
She Italian and she sucking on my dick
Like a stallion when she mount do a trick
Must be penny cause she make a nigga proud
The way she bouncing i just know that she legit
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Writer(s): Poppi Lou
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