DIGITS

Lor shawty trippin', I cut that lil hoe off and now she missin', I ain't sippin'
I'm sippin on that Wockhardt , got me tippin', I ain't finished
I beat the case, jump out the court
But still shoot like the Pistons
That money on my mind, that's why I only see them digits
Them digits, I only see them digits
They told me check my bank account and all I seen was digits
Them bitches comin' to the function, I already hit em'
And y'all know I ain't hittin' twice
I ain't with no commitment
I ain't with commitment, bitch, get in your
Hands and knees and suck the dick
I'm a stupid prick and I don't give a damn about the life I live
Cause I ain't fuckin' with this shit
I done grew up, I fuckin' screw up
Got the Glock in my hand tool up
I been ready to go, Like it's a war, y'all want the cash i'll go get some more
I just been gettin' them racks, them racks, the bags, I'm too busy gettin' the cash
Too busy gettin' them platinum plaques
Go back to back, can't handle that
They said the boy was spittin' the facts,
No cap in his rap, he puttin' the whole team
On this motherfuckin back
That SDB puttin' them boys on the map
Ayy, Zaza in my lungs
All I smoke is gas pack
Choppa with a drum, Keep that in the hatchback
Young Sah, you too dumb, Told lil' shorty back that
Ridin' in that Genesis, Nah, this ain't no scat pack, Ayy
Movin' too fast like it's NASCAR
Hittin' that dash with a badge on
Ayy, Ayy
I'ma get the cash before I go home
Gotta get the bag, no cap, no promo
Ayy, Bitches be tweakin' bout FOMO
I be at the party turned up like Paco
Ayy, and I got plugs from Morocco
They be movin' packs, I'll sell them like Pronto, Ayy
Ain't no stoppin' me
Young Sah only speak Guapanese
100K in my Amiri Jeans, Be lookin' like I hit
That lottery
Hoes trippin, Hoes trippin, Hoes trippin
Hoes trippin, Hoes trippin, Hoes trippin