Testo Intro - DigDat
Testo della canzone Intro (DigDat), tratta dall'album Pain Built
If I dig out your chest, dip, dip
Come round and ruin the drip (Dip that)
Man's outside where they ain't
Them boy don't rap what they live (Nah)
DigDat live what he chattin'
Rap with a hundred grand on his wrist (Yeah)
And I pull up, they're cuttin' fast
I'm slappin' corn out this German whip (Where you going?)
Spent three hundred, that's on cars
Niggas don't know it's levels to this (No)
Money motivated
Late on my bread then I get impatient (Uhhh)
What's all the delayin'? (Lie)
Want my money right now, a today ting (Right now)
Free my bros, heard they got grabbed, 1Sav
Was a GBH and M (But free dem)
2 white chains on my neckback
And a white vest from H&M (Big one)
White drop top with LV shades
And an all black lens (Drop the top)
New pocket rocket and I got a .38 in the ends
Black boy, I got links for smokies
And I get corn off the Asian men
Do it like my barber and trim this yute
Then he best hope that this shaver bends
Crack so tough, Tina sayin' "It's buff"
Chop that and the razor bends (Chop that)
Audi, stamp on a brick and that's TT
We ain't playin' with Benz (Nah)
In the field with skinny men
Some but all of this corn is hench (Allow it)
Peng one said she want a skengman, ahhh man
She ain't tryna lock these skengs (She ain't)
Like 4 bussdowns
Still bussin' it out of this 4-door (Boaiii)
I rocked that twice
I don't know why I buy this Dior for (Why?)
And this corn is hot
If one hit your chest, make your body warmer (It's hot)
Hoodie up and sent corn straight through his bodywarmer (Send that)
Tryna shoot on the pitch
Tell broski, "Take that corner" (Buss that right)
Had to trap on the corner
Tryna get this mulla, mula
If I dig out your chest, dip, dip
Come round and ruin the drip (Dip that)
Man's outside where they ain't
Them boy don't rap what they live (Nah)
DigDat live what he chattin'
Rap with a hundred grand on his wrist (Yeah)
And I pull up, they're cuttin' fast
I'm slappin' corn out this German (German, German)
Had my hand on her breast
My gun on my waist (Lit)
They turn up when I come in the place (Turnt)
Free all my niggas that's trapped in the cage (Free 'em)
Every dog has his day
Four-Four bulldog, lick that in your rib cage (Boaiii)
Paid a hundred racks for this big chain
Hundred racks on my wrist is a piss take
I can't fuck with these niggas, they're bitch made (Uggnh)
4-pipe on an engine
I used to want a bike with a disc brake
If I'm in a rave and the DJ play that
Take the CD and snap it, watch that disc break (Look)
I was 10 when I first got nicked, pissed (Uhhh)
I was movin' silly with a flick blade
Trim man's head, get a quick fade
Said they do drills, but did they? (Did they?)
Ride on us, It will end up a mistake (Look)
Pack out dingers, 6 man in a 4-door
Squashed up like a drink mate (Spill some juice)
Spill man's juice and drink rate
20 bags on rings, my finger's lit, ayyye
Tell her, "Go get my Nine and cock it" (Cock that)
My black ting lockin' it
Got a black bag, Black G-Lock in it (Black one)
I was in D Block with it
Pocket rocket, ankle socks on it
Put her in the Lamb and choppin' it (Skrrr)
Pushin' my shank, ain't stoppin' it (Ching)
Take your hand from the side and we're choppin' it (Ching)
Green light where the sign says 'STOP' on it
Pull up on the road and woosh
Wet up the scene, man's moppin' it
Pussy wet like she washin' it
They're saying she's stush
But only for me she's droppin' it (Droppin' it)
If I dig out your chest, dip, dip
Come round and ruin the drip (Dip that)
Man's outside where they ain't
Them boy don't rap what they live (Nah)
DigDat live what he chattin'
Rap with a hundred grand on his wrist (Yeah)
And I pull up, they're cuttin' fast
I'm slappin' corn out this German whip
Spent three hundred, that's on cars
Niggas don't know it's levels to this
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Tokosi, Julius Babatunde
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