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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DigDat
Vocals
M1onthebeat
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DigDat
Composer
Zimmz
Lyrics
X10
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zimmz
Producer
X10
Producer
Sean D
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
All my VV's dance when the lights off, all this drip but I'm still in my Nike top
Hundred thousand pound on my neck, they're vexed, you can go ask Icebox
Twenty thousand on rings, **** don't do these things
Done put eight in my mouth so the leng ones love when I grin
Buff ting in the ends wanna ride or die so I let her be my ROD
No way can I get cuffed, she's rubbed, was taking her car OT
Went on a three-double-oh-two, up one, hop off and rev that ped
I'm tryna lick shots like Lippy, you better not Trippie and end up red
Whip white in the kitchen, stare at the gas go blue
Or I might do it on a digital stove, we still got new-build bandos, too
I got a new ting, send her a nude ting, FaceTime me while she stands in the queue
That's +44 on my call log and I got a big .44 with a Bulldog
Got 38 off the Malis for a change, they ain't take no aisles
See a 'Rari stamp on the brizzy, if you got the belly, we're doing up miles
Had all these papers filed, CPS, 'member days on trial
I got love for my ting in Lambeth, little cocoa butter and brown
Thought-thought-thought I'm a baby boy till I back that baby 9, they're skiing
Can't sleep, hear bikes all night and the hood got eyes at my window preeing
So I might just load up the dinger, slap few flat heads in a spinner
Drawouts way too much so I might go call off everyone's inner
Like I'm tryna fly into Milan, I got a big business plan
I came out of jail, no CV, went TT, I got instant grams
PO said I'm not serious, need experience, search for jobs
But I don't wanna stack no shelves, OT's only time I'm setting up shop
Cock it, cock it, one in the head that's locked away
I swear if this one here beats, he's gonna need more than Dr. Dre
My jeweller did it, that's eighty racks to fill it
I ain't been broke in a minute, man still see opps and spin it
Beat this ting, no radio, I'm tryna let rinse out your heart
Man shot straight, got magic, and they wanna know the price on dark
When you hear that they got touched, know it defo was my dargs
Might pedal 'round on my bike, but I been putting skengs in cars
Try run a boy down with a chef, he woulda got caught but I needed more breath
Did nuff trips in the circle, when I was young it was G4S
I was in jail as a young boy, shoulda been out tryna squeeze some breasts
Smoking Cali in the daytime, might shout bless like I need more sess
All my VV's dance when the lights off, all this drip but I'm still in my Nike top
Hundred thousand pound on my neck, they're vexed, you can go ask Icebox
Twenty thousand on rings, **** don't do these things
Done put eight in my mouth so the leng ones love when I grin
Got drillers 'round me, make sure I keep all my brothers near
This dot-dot low like a pram, if I let it bust, will his mother care?
Got hella long shells and short ones, man got corn same size as a boar tongue
Peng one and her friend made more come, jeet them, I'm speeding off in a sports one
Blash that bujj way before I did raps, they don't know what I do to the beat
Like way before I got that date, just man took trips in a Jubilee
Twelve bills on my Chanel kicks, this drip just turned into a habit
Got real dead fur on my jacket, this probably came from a bird or rabbit
Brodie reverse, I slap it, did 99 days on basic, I bet them boy wouldn't hack it
Like Calboy, I know that they envy so I just pray that my night's not bendy
Tap, oh, enter my Snapchat, lovestruck, phat, it's mad what she sent me
Madder, madder, madder, madder
All my VV's dance when the lights off, all this drip but I'm still in my Nike top
Hundred thousand pound on my neck, they're vexed, you can go ask Icebox
Twenty thousand on rings, **** don't do these things
Done put eight in my mouth so the leng ones love when I grin
Written by: DigDat, X10, Zimmz