Testo PAYG - Digga D
Testo della canzone PAYG (Digga D), tratta dall'album PAYG
(God damn)
This what you lot wanted, innit? (God damn, oh, shit)
Yo, yo, yo
Mason, yeah, all night
Look
You better stop cah this shit's gettin' hot, akh (yeah)
When they got into my phone, I was gobsmacked (prr)
I don't care if it's on disappear,
don't send me anythin' that's bait on WhatsApp (nah)
What you sayin', you want a new seventeen? (Seventeen)
I got hitters that's pickin' up contracts (brr, brr)
I'ma pay as you go if you take his
s- when you and them come into contact
You only hear,
"Get back comes with time" from guys that ain't got back (nerds)
We all know that's a shit excuse for the
pussio yutes that's avoidin' combat (pussy)
Yes, I was dealin' with Brandy, no, it's not Ray J's sister or Cognac
Banton TT, smash it and dot that
I used to lock, chop, then shot crack (dooh)
They only got poles on Insta (bap),
I'll murk everyone in that spri (bap)
The XD got a clutch on the back,
I'll bring out the spring in winter (bu-bu)
Them mans guns are fake, that's facts,
they're made from a 3D Printer (nerd)
Your king does nothin' but cap,
he's lyin', and that's why I call him Simba
I'm imaginin' Madeline missin'
again, this MC can make that happen (god)
They ain't ever turned shit to a ghost (no one)
They only up that score when they're snappin' (pussy)
You can stand in front of the camera
cappin' and get a headshot from the Canon (bu-bu)
You little bloodclot
I know where you are, I ain't usin' Flo when I'm trackin'
You won't get in that car, why you lyin' for?
All my guys do drills they don't like to talk (they don't)
When- done it- left them on life support
Got shot now he can't get his sight restored (bap)
I had jakes on my back had to fly abroad (bap)
All that ragebait shit tryna strike a cord (bap)
I had Babyface Ray in the UK,
showed him the switch, said we don't really fight with swords (bap)
And I don't like what them man said to Ross,
say the same for your artist playin' 'cause (yeah)
Gonna slide all night if I take a loss,
you won't leave that block 'til I tape it off (bap, bap, bap)
I'ma walk with the lord till the line
gets crossed, I'ma- (I'ma, I'ma, I'ma)
Take the back plate off put a switch
on the Glock, I'ma- (I'ma, I'ma, I'ma)
Step outside with the glee, I'm tapped
S-send a kite and got- slapped (bu-bu)
How they still makin' tracks about
doin' drills they're not talkin' facts
Don't compare me to guys that cap (don't do that shit)
My YN's play Lil Jeff,
but I ain't impressed 'cause they ain't got hats
I told them go and change them stats (go-go-go)
Double-wrap crack, double tap straps
Shotgun Shane or Double Tap Dappz (bap, bap)
I slept in traps and hustled in flats,
g-g-got four years, I was landin' packs
Jeez, I just got released, I couldn't believe what I saw in them -
Each I thought niggas had more-
Don't compare me to them, we ain't nothin' alike
Who the fuck has he got on his -? (Who, who?)
The opps said that they took my eye,
they lied, that shit was a random guy (stop lyin')
They all was gassed when they did that,
had to sit back and let them talk some more (why?)
The get back was rapid
Fool me once, and that's shame on you,
fool me twice and that's shame on me
But I ain't dunce,
I ain't lettin' you fool me once, that's why I got so much beef
In West us man got ham,
don't play with the gang, go ask - (go ask, go ask)
Credits
Writer(s): Bradley J Brown, Charley Mason, Alexander Henderson, Rhys Angelo Emile Herbert
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