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Lyrics VV – DigDat

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
N**gas don’t do these things
Done put eight in my mouth
So the leng ones love when I grin

Buff ting in the ends when I ride or die
So I let her be my ROD
No way can I get cuffed, she’s rubbed
Was taking the car OT

Went on a three-double o-two, up one
Hop off and rev that ped
I’m tryna lick shots like Lippy
You better not trippy 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 nude tings
FaceTime me when she stands in the queue
That’s +44 on my call log
And I got a big .44 with a Bulldog

Got thirty-eight off the Malis for a change
They ain’t take no aisles
See a ‘Rari stamp on a 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, out my window preeing
So I might just load up the dinger
Slap few flatheads 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 outta 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 and run a boy down with the shets
He would’ve got caught
But I needed more breath
Did enough trips in the circle
When I was young, it was G4S
I was in jail as a young boy
Should’ve 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
N**gas don’t do these things
Done put eight in my mouth
So the leng ones love when I grin

Got drillas ’round me
Make sure I keep all my brothers near
This dot-dot long like a pram
If I let it buss, will his mother care
Got hella long shells and short ones
Man got corn same size as a bore tongue
Peng one and her friend made more come
Jeet, then 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 on a Jubilee

Twelve bills on my Chanel kicks
This drip just turned to a habit
Got real dead fur on my jacket
This probably came from a bird or rabbit
Brodie reverse, I slap it
Did ninety-nine 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

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
N**gas don’t do these things
Done put eight in my mouth
So the leng ones love when I grin…

➤ Written by DigDat
Produced by Zimmz & X10
DigDat | 2020

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