Final Boss
She's my digital girl
She's my digital girl
The dash is digital, I'm getting residuals
I'm counting them digits hoe
Money looking longer than the lines of code
They think I'm on the final boss, I had to use a cheat code
They ain't never had a lost so I had to up the pole
Pressing 224's you ain't pressing no goal
I ain't Steve Austin, but I'm still Stone Cold I just had to split a nigga wig cause he wanna bowl
I've been trapping all day in a mothafuckin bando
Feeling like Donald Glover when a nigga played Lando
Feeling like I'm putting water on the beach with the sand tho
Head to the bodega and get me a sando
I don't know who that nigga is nigga get your man hoe
She just asked who that bitch is I don't know nan hoe
She like my music so much, it's on her Ipod Nano
I can send you to the oblivion, if you wanna rock the brand hoe
I don't know
Haha
Help me
Help me
Please
She's my digital girl
Oh, she's my digital girl
Hop up in the morning get activated Had to be on my last life you never made it
More money than you, you never graduated
More money more problems it always elevated
I was feeling super bad the whole time
That's why I left you that damn transmission
Why you think I been feeling lost in time
The awakening is coming and you first in line
Screamin' God help me, praying up to the day I'm wealthy
And I'm still on a search for some blues clues
Feeling like a new nigga, don't know you
Oh, you wanna make music I can show you
She addicted to my ramen like Shoyu
Glock gon' treat em like a paper, fold you
Treat em like the final boss got no rules
Can't hold you, can't hold you, can't hold you
Don't know you, don't want you
Mixing my highs and lows
From the 303, and you know I've been froze
She's my digital girl
I see my digital girl
She's my digital girl
Hop up in the mothafuckin' spaceship It's a big body Benz so I might look spacious
Girl how you got all that ass good gracious
I'ma head up with my fellas, and I'm trappin with the Haitians
All this ice on me like I support immigration
Releasing on Halloween is my indoctrination
I was born on this day got me feeling like a new man
I hope you hear me clear like I'm speaking on a Neumann
Heard that nigga smoking clear tryna waste all his money
Heard your girl been hopping around town just like a bunny
Shining in the moonlight even though they call me Sonny
Ask me what I name the album I call it how to make mo' money
How to make mo' bricks, how to make mo' Tris
How to make mo' wok, how to make mo' what
How to get mo' lines, how to pour mo' up
How to get that stock
I been trappin' since I was a adolescence
I been serving these lessons
Sipping paint, you know, lean with the rocks
Feeling like John Cena when I go against the Rock
No WWE bitch it was never us
Just gon' play the Wii shit and level up
When I reach the final boss, yeah, you know the time is up
I ain't wasting no time I'ma just serve the nigga
Got so much Balenci like I'm gonna hurt a nigga
Don't play his music we ain't never heard of nigga
That nigga is a toy he ain't getting no figures
Signing 360 deal, little dumb ass nigga
Shot the nigga with a gun, he a Ricky Run nigga
Always known me as a get wicked funds ass nigga
Might have to hide your mom from me Lil' nigga
Osama you can't hide that bomb from me
Get a new bike going too fast CC I'ma always be top 5 MVP
You gon' always be top 5 NPC
Yeah I know that these niggas wanna envy me
Cause I'm Y-E-L-L-O-H-G-O-N-Z
She's my digital girl
The dash is digital, I'm getting residuals
I'm counting them digits hoe
Money looking longer than the lines of code
They think I'm on the final boss, I had to use a cheat code
They ain't never had a lost so I had to up the pole
Pressing 224's you ain't pressing no goal
I ain't Steve Austin, but I'm still Stone Cold I just had to split a nigga wig cause he wanna bowl
I've been trapping all day in a mothafuckin bando
Feeling like Donald Glover when a nigga played Lando
Feeling like I'm putting water on the beach with the sand tho
Head to the bodega and get me a sando
I don't know who that nigga is nigga get your man hoe
She just asked who that bitch is I don't know nan hoe
She like my music so much, it's on her Ipod Nano
I can send you to the oblivion, if you wanna rock the brand hoe
I don't know
Haha
Help me
Help me
Please
She's my digital girl
Oh, she's my digital girl
Hop up in the morning get activated Had to be on my last life you never made it
More money than you, you never graduated
More money more problems it always elevated
I was feeling super bad the whole time
That's why I left you that damn transmission
Why you think I been feeling lost in time
The awakening is coming and you first in line
Screamin' God help me, praying up to the day I'm wealthy
And I'm still on a search for some blues clues
Feeling like a new nigga, don't know you
Oh, you wanna make music I can show you
She addicted to my ramen like Shoyu
Glock gon' treat em like a paper, fold you
Treat em like the final boss got no rules
Can't hold you, can't hold you, can't hold you
Don't know you, don't want you
Mixing my highs and lows
From the 303, and you know I've been froze
She's my digital girl
I see my digital girl
She's my digital girl
Hop up in the mothafuckin' spaceship It's a big body Benz so I might look spacious
Girl how you got all that ass good gracious
I'ma head up with my fellas, and I'm trappin with the Haitians
All this ice on me like I support immigration
Releasing on Halloween is my indoctrination
I was born on this day got me feeling like a new man
I hope you hear me clear like I'm speaking on a Neumann
Heard that nigga smoking clear tryna waste all his money
Heard your girl been hopping around town just like a bunny
Shining in the moonlight even though they call me Sonny
Ask me what I name the album I call it how to make mo' money
How to make mo' bricks, how to make mo' Tris
How to make mo' wok, how to make mo' what
How to get mo' lines, how to pour mo' up
How to get that stock
I been trappin' since I was a adolescence
I been serving these lessons
Sipping paint, you know, lean with the rocks
Feeling like John Cena when I go against the Rock
No WWE bitch it was never us
Just gon' play the Wii shit and level up
When I reach the final boss, yeah, you know the time is up
I ain't wasting no time I'ma just serve the nigga
Got so much Balenci like I'm gonna hurt a nigga
Don't play his music we ain't never heard of nigga
That nigga is a toy he ain't getting no figures
Signing 360 deal, little dumb ass nigga
Shot the nigga with a gun, he a Ricky Run nigga
Always known me as a get wicked funds ass nigga
Might have to hide your mom from me Lil' nigga
Osama you can't hide that bomb from me
Get a new bike going too fast CC I'ma always be top 5 MVP
You gon' always be top 5 NPC
Yeah I know that these niggas wanna envy me
Cause I'm Y-E-L-L-O-H-G-O-N-Z
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Valenzuela
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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