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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DigDat
DigDat
Vocals
Loski
Loski
Vocals
Rennel Walker-Arthur
Rennel Walker-Arthur
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DigDat
DigDat
Composer
Nathan Tokosi
Nathan Tokosi
Composer
Jyrelle O'Connor
Jyrelle O'Connor
Composer
Rennel Walker-Arthur
Rennel Walker-Arthur
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mazza
Mazza
Producer
169
169
Mixing Engineer
IGradeDaGreat
IGradeDaGreat
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Tuffy
Kevin Tuffy
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Came with the thick thing, left with the slim one
If something gets dropped, then the beef might stop
Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose
With three darlings, two leng-leng
One jarring, I tell her to move
[Verse 2]
Came with the thick thing, left with the slim one
Just cut my ex thing loose
If something gets dropped, then the beef might stop
But you know it can't end with truce
Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose
With three darlings, two leng-leng
One jarring, I tell her to move
[Verse 3]
And this bitch ain't my type
She's raising her eye tryna stop and stare
I got this one link, long brown hair
We roll to her crib and she's from round here
They talk with a one two ride
This one two fives caught one two guys
You know that your boo come through for pipe
She like, "Shoulda told me you're young, you lied"
[Verse 4]
Splash on me, think twice, don't do it
Got the other side looking like moshpit
Broski popped it, your whole day ruined
Ninety nine problems like Jay-Z
We get shavey, out here Ku-ing
Can't hold my wap, pretty lady
Sorry, baby, I just can't do it
[Verse 5]
I got two bad B's from east
One slim, legs, hips and thighs
They like off white on the side
I need a Air Max with red zip ties
But this t-shit matching my blade
It's black, you don't wanna get your V neck sliced
Ten-ten got Ricky late, bad boy but your blicky's fake
You know it's trap season too, make sure my knees don't detox
I'm on the corner trappin' like the eighties
Do it like Biggie and D-Roc
Stack can't fit in my shoe box
'Member when we only had Reboks
See opps, dishing out free shots
Anytime we spin their block they speed off
[Verse 6]
Came with the thick thing, left with the slim one
Just cut my ex thing loose
If something gets dropped, then the beef might stop
But you know it can't end with truce
Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose
With three darlings, two leng-leng
One jarring, I tell her to move
[Verse 7]
Came with the thick thing, left with the slim one
Just cut my ex thing loose
If something gets dropped, then the beef might stop
But you know it can't end with truce
Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose
With three darlings, two leng-leng
One jarring, I tell her to move
[Verse 8]
Dsquared, L.V., bit of Fendi
Cool kid so the girl want sex me
Don't bang on the block, just bet me
I'ma splash this yute if you let me
Spend more than five on kicks, what's wrong with these pricks?
Got more than Jet Li
She must've saw Anwar, never met me
In school, when I was with Leslie
In a V.I.P., enough girl on me, too bad I can't help this jezzie
S.D., with me, two G's with me, shell so hotels get messy
See opps in the field, get messy
Them yutes been lying, we hot step and get pressy
Deadly, run for their life, they're leggy
[Verse 9]
Plain white T on my ironing board
You know I gotta press out the crease
Skin fade with new J's, this dust on the floor
Just fell out my fleece
I just came out the trap with Dave
I always let him test out a piece
But this flake no less than a eight
That's slate, ten, ten, got the best in the streets
Plust twenty one day on losses, lost that privilege, P.S. two
Spill paint on all four pockets, call these vintage D.S.Qs
It's a hundred percent all cotton
Mask on, witness can't see through
It's a hundred percent all cotton
Mask on, witness can't see through
[Verse 10]
Came with the thick thing, left with the slim one
Just cut my ex thing loose
If something gets dropped, then the beef might stop
But you know it can't end with truce
Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose
With three darlings, two leng-leng
One jarring, I tell her to move
Written by: DigDat, Jyrelle O'Connor, Nathan Tokosi, Rennel Walker-Arthur
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