Testo DTF - Digga D
Testo della canzone DTF (Digga D), tratta dall'album Back To Square One
Yo
Look
200 on a Richard Mille, I'm him for real
I know that's it's a sin to kill, but pussy it's the principal
Forgot that I'm a criminal
Just touch it, I get physical
To me that's light change, to them it's financially mythical
That's why these haters miserable
I walk into the mansion backwards, it's traditional
Queens cook and clean, I only ask them for the minimal
Its hard to copy me I'm unpredictable
You know I see the influence, these niggas unoriginal
I'm cutting through Vauxhall with the Urus in Corsa
Used to re-up 7 grams, now my whip cost a quarter
Six feet, I'll put you there
I don't care if you're taller, I aint fighting with you
& sit in a sauna
I aint really got no rapper friends, I don't chat to them
Im a gangster, why am I linking with a bag of men
Send me a bag of gyal & watch me handle them
And they like real street niggas, so don't hang with gems
I got things to do today, so tell me if you're DTF
Paying cash to smash, so surely I can get some BTS
Playing hard to get i dropped a cheque, we call that easy sex
I'm flying private with the best, the rest of them take Easy Jet
She told me get me lit before she let me hit the puss
Get some rubbers, get a smart-whip, get some alcohol or snus
And watch her, *clap clap clap clap clap* now she aint stoush
Tell Mr man to fix his face before I fix it for him
Left your table coz your boring,
They're with us until the morning
She caught a flight, but don't want pipe
I won't ask twice, she knows she's weird for that
Waiting aint gone turn you to a wife but she aint hearing that
The endz split, its shit here
Aint nothing going on, I tried to cut
From this dead ends, but this is where I belong
You aint did nothing for your dead friends
But put them in a song
You know thats wrong
You can't do that if you grew up where I'm from
I don't hide I love to fly
Calm down, I'm just that guy
I spent 60 in Dubai
Calm down, I'm just that guy
She said I hit it, thats a lie
Calm down, I'm just that guy
I'll turn his head red, play with me and die
I'm just that guy
I got things to do today, so tell me if you're DTF
Paying cash to smash, so surely I can get some BTS
Playing hard to get I dropped a cheque
We call that easy sex
I'm flying private with the best,
The rest of them take Easy Jet
She told me get me lit before she let me hit the puss
Get some rubbers, get a smart-whip, get some alcohol or snus
And watch her, *clap clap clap clap clap* now she aint stoush
Watch her *clap clap clap clap clap* now she aint stoush
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Writer(s): Chucks
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