Digits lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: BoofPaxkMooky]
You was just out here hatin' (b*tch!)
We be stayin' out of the way
That is my thot, that's yo bae
She don't even want me away
She don't even want you that way
He don't even know what he saying
I told her to pop it like Xans

[Chorus: BoofPaxkMooky]
Yeah, she ready
I'm fresh as hell, like a wedding
Thought you gon' pop sh*t, why you hesi'
Need to grow the f*ck up you be kidding
n*gga I be high as hell like a pigeon
You n*ggas so cap, you turned to a fitted
Shoot him like toot, n*gga I be sh*ttin'
Shut the f*ck up, you ain't getting no digits

[Verse 1: BoofPaxkMooky]
Ooh I read em like book
Oven I cook
She loving my moves
I might just walk in this b*tch now
That b*tch she give me a hug
Damn right, I had to pour that b*tch
Show em no love
I get this big bag on me
I do not spend that at the club
Bust down watch on me, that b*tch got bust down buds
You in this b*tch throwing ones
Ayy, I'm throwing dubs
Your b*tch wanna leave with me
Thought that you was
[Pre-Chorus: BoofPaxkMooky]
You was just out here hatin'
We be stayin' out of the way
That is my thot, that's yo bae
She don't even want me away
She don't even want you that way
He don't even know what he saying
I told her to pop it like Xans

[Chorus: BoofPaxkMooky]
Yeah, she ready
I'm fresh as hell, like a wedding
Thought you gon' pop sh*t, why you hesi
Need to grow the f*ck up, you be kidding
n*gga I be high as hell like a pigeon
You n*ggas so cap, you turned to a fitted
Shoot him like toot, n*gga I be sh*ttin'
Shut the f*ck up, you ain't getting no digits

[Verse 2: RealYungPhil]
Shut the f*ck up
These n*ggas be cappin' like snap-back
Choppa on me, better back-back
I turn that boy into gas fast
Choppa on me, turn that boy to a hashtag
Boy you so broke, and my pockets on fat-ass
I'm going up and you stuck with a MAC bag
sh*t, I'm probably wherever the bag at
When you gon' grow the f*ck up, you be kidding
n*ggas be acting like women
I see your face, livid
Cappin' so much, I might aim at yo fitted
They like "'YungPhil, you just sh*tted"
I put that boy in the sky like a pigeon
n*ggas be hating that sh*t got me twisted
Ain't 'bout the money, I missed it
(Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging system)
[Pre-Chorus: BoofPaxkMooky]
You was just out here hatin'
We be stayin' out of the way
That is my thot, that's yo bae
She don't even want me away
She don't even want you that way
He don't even know what he saying
I told her to pop it like Xans

[Chorus: BoofPaxkMooky]
Yeah, she ready
I'm fresh as hell, like a wedding
Thought you gon' pop sh*t, why you hesi
Need to grow the f*ck up you be kidding
n*gga I be high as hell like a pigeon
You n*ggas so cap, you turned to a fitted
Shoot him like toot, n*gga I be sh*ttin'
Shut the f*ck up, you ain't getting no digits

[Outro]
(b*tch!)