Digimon lyrics

[Intro]
(One more time, Dot)
(WizKiddXSilleV on the motherf*ckin' beat, you a motherf*ckin' genius)
We don't do no YouTube beats, n*gga
Ayy

[Verse]
Toodaman keep throwing all of the money up
We don't do no orange bowl ball, let the money cup
Money up, baby, I'd never f*ck the money up
Maricón, you don't want no smoke with me, you maricón
What he on? You will never know the sh*t that I be on
Do my thing, let me do my songs how I do my songs
Prove me right, every time I gotta prove a n*gga wrong
King Kong, chopper bounce a n*gga body, ping pong
Ching chong, Chinese Percocets, these strong
Cheech and Chong, smoke a whole mini van, green 'bows
He ain't grown, he stay at his mama house, leave me 'lone
Diddy Kong, you a lil' monkey, you get lil' money
Steal from me, I'll make a n*gga pick your kids up
Ribs crushed, big hollow tips filled your b*tch up
n*gga, we don't give a f*ck about your feelings
How you feeling? Ayy, I heard your n*gga squealing
He a snitch, yeah, use the chopper like a Digimon
I got DIGI scales, I just broke 'em weighing fifty bales
Send 'em in the mail, thank god I ain't in a cell
Let me make this sell, DBZ, beat his ass like Cell
We gon' give 'em hell, over anything, I will prevail
Me and young CL might just pull up in a new CL
Tag team surreals, f*cking b*tches, getting high as hell
You look like you tell, I'm too real, sense it off your smell
n*gga, you a b*tch and your mama is an old b*tch
Son of a b*tch and your daddy be on ho sh*t
Make a 'bow flip, then kick a n*gga door, b*tch
Hit the floor, yeah, then show me where the dope at
You a doormat, stomp a n*gga 'til his fro flat
Where the hoes, b*tch? We gon' f*ck 'em with the stove lit
I got dope di*k, make 'em sing like Keisha Cole, b*tch
Nat King Cole with this forty, unforgettable
You despicable, I'm a young fresh criminal
Let's get biblical, treat my verses like a scripture, n*gga
I got holy water, boy, I'm done drinking that liquor, n*gga
'Cause you with her, n*gga, that don't mean you really with her, n*gga
She on Twitter, n*gga, asking, begging me to hit her, n*gga
I'm like, "Nah, b*tch, plus I know you be with dog, b*tch"
I'ma dog b*tches, get that work and put the dog in her
I don't do no movies, Skuba Steve ain't out here acting, n*gga
You be taxing n*ggas, main reason I be whacking n*ggas
Put my mask on, make that chopper take a nap on n*ggas
Shooting 'til it's tired, wake it up, bring it back on n*ggas
Tired of smacking n*ggas, but if I got to, I'll smack a n*gga
Kill a pack of n*ggas, brand new bricks from alpaca, n*gga
Aflac-ing, n*gga, good insurance on my package, n*gga
I'm a savage, n*gga, 21 don't gotta ask me nothing
Talk 'bout me, we coming, we gon' pull up, leave them bast*rds bloody
You ain't on my level, don't even look in my eye, lil' n*gga
You can die, lil' n*gga, Granny serving death pie, lil' n*gga
Thin nights, n*gga, shoot that b*tch like I'm Glenn Rice
You got thin pints, boy, you out here living thin life
Get your grin right, punch a n*gga, make his chin tight
You like Ken, right? Ryu with this F&N, right?
Kill your kin, right? You wish this sh*t would end, right?
Get your ends tight, bullets big as tight ends, right? Huh