Grey Tracky* lyrics

[Intro: Digga D]
'Ight, look, yo

[Verse 1: Digga D & Ivorian Doll]
She want the long di*k, the long di*k, the daddy di*k (Grr)
Tearin' off her drawers, I'm gonna savage it
Damage it and now she can't walk, that's some cabbage sh*t (Yeah)
Stroke the pus*y, when I scratch, she can't manage it (Ah)
I won't eat her pus*y, bring another b*tch to eat, though (Nope)
Freak hoes (Freak hoes), deepthroat (Deepthroat)
What you mean who I'm with? I'm with three bros (Gang)
She wanna do all three, Migos (Migos)
After I get the blows, 6:30, IVD touch her toes
When she's coming to the crib, she ain't wearing no clothes
I done get a bеtter sight, so I'm taking her phones
Digga D, you'rе lit
I been fly, been fly
"Why you c*mmin' quick?"
Been type, been type
And I'ma keep stroking, creampie, creampie
Let me clean you up
Clean type, clean type

[Pre-Chorus: Digga D]
Fresh trim, grey tracky, grey tracky
She loves a gunman that stays trappy
Fresh trim, grey tracky, grey tracky
She loves a gunman that stays trappy
[Chorus: Digga D & Ivorian Doll]
I wore the black Nike Tech, she told me, "Change it to the grey"
Bae, I love it when the di*k's on display
Ayy, ayy, she said the di*k make her day
If I ain't swallowing, then I'm c*mming on your face
I wore the black Nike Tech, she told me, "Change it to the grey"
Bae, I love it when the di*k's on display
Ayy, ayy, she said the di*k make her day
If I ain't swallowing, then I'm c*mming on your face (Uh, ooh)

[Verse 2: Digga D & Ivorian Doll]
You a squirter or a creamer?
Find out, baby, boy, push it deeper (Uh)
Baby, turn up the speaker
It's gettin' messy down there, I'll make it neater
He ain't never had a freak, bring him over (Yeah)
I wanna f*ck him to my bed to my sofa (To the where?)
Missionary when we f*ck, switch it over (Yeah)
Put my leg over his head like it's yoga (I'ma never eat the cat)
Big di*k n*gga, see the di*k through the pants
BDSM, I'ma take it like a champ (Yeah)
Deepthroat, baby, hit the back of my glands
Put your finger in this sh*t, I'ma suck it with no hands
She don't want a boyfriend, she want a f*ck buddy
Daddy, come to the crib, I wanna suck daddy
Are you spittin'? Are you swallowing?
'Cause if you're spitting out my kids then I ain't bothering
[Pre-Chorus: Digga D]
Fresh trim, grey tracky, grey tracky
She loves a gunman that stays trappy
Fresh trim, grey tracky, grey tracky
She loves a gunman that stays trappy

[Chorus: Digga D & Ivorian Doll]
I wore the black Nike Tech, she told me, "Change it to the grey"
Bae, I love it when the di*k's on display
Ayy, ayy, she said the di*k make her day
If I ain't swallowing, then I'm c*mming on your face
I wore the black Nike Tech, she told me, "Change it to the grey"
Bae, I love it when the di*k's on display
Ayy, ayy, she said the di*k make her day
If I ain't swallowing, then I'm c*mming on your face (Uh, ooh)