D!g!ts lyrics

(Hook)
Gotta watch how I move cause these n*ggas be tippin
Running up had to count up my digits
Call Ahk swerve still running with the Pigeon
Got a big dog on me, had to Mike Vick it
Bad b*tch with me taste like a Rice Krispy
You can give me top, but no you can’t kiss me
Got Wok in my system hope 12 don’t p*ss me
Run it up now I’m bouta get an S-550
Look around the room and ask ya self who gone ride for you
If you pass him a dog is he gone slide for you
I had to realize that a lot of people not loyal
They gone fold on you like some tin foil
Plug called me and he said I got 10 for you
You ain’t help me gеt here, I ain’t got sh*t for you
Lil n*gga try to slide that’s why I got a stick for you
Got a bottlе of goop and it look like some mint oil

(Verse)
AP buss down n*gga it’s flooded
Backdoor the plug n*gga he don’t need nothing
Wanna know how that’s yo b*tch when I buss her
n*ggas be hot swear to God they undercover
Young n*gga off a bar, now he had to recover
Had that n*gga trap when he work at Three Brothers
Lil n*gga said that he trapping, but he bluffing
Said he got the work, well I don’t see nothing
Cool in the trap, lil n*gga try ya luck
Stun my n*gga for a quack, Donald Duck
Ya man want a O, well he gotta pick a hustle
Man down, Draco pick him up
Backdoor the plug n*gga, he can get stomped
Kel tech hanging out the pickup
Ahk swerving the pots til he mess his wrist up
Whole lotta money can’t get enough
Make ya n*gga run down now I’m feeling like Chuck
Never been with all the Twitter stuff
Poke cuz with a blade til that n*gga spit it up
When she arching her back sit it up
If the plug front me you know he don’t get a cut
Trap in MCM shoes n*gga I ain’t wearing Chucks
Got a stick on me like I’m bouta use a puck
You know I got a AK but I’m bouta get a drum

(Hook)
Gotta watch how I move cause these n*ggas be tippin
Running up had to count up my digits
Call Ahk swerve still running with the Pigeon
Got a big dog on me, had to Mike Vick it
Bad b*tch with me taste like a Rice Krispy
You can give me top, but no you can’t kiss me
Got Wok in my system hope 12 don’t p*ss me
Run it up now I’m bouta get an S-550
Look around the room and ask ya self who gone ride for you
If you pass him a dog is he gone slide for you
I had to realize that a lot of people not loyal
They gone fold on you like some tin foil
Plug called me and he said I got 10 for you
You ain’t help me get here, I ain’t got sh*t for you
Lil n*gga try to slide that’s why I got a stick for you
Got a bottle of goop and it look like some mint oil