Darius King - Digits lyrics
[Darius King - Digits lyrics]
You i'm busy with racks
She tryna get freaky as soon as we met
I had to tell shawty relax
When i'm up I ain't bout to feel sorry for
No one cause nobody cut me no slack
I just be laughing thinking about my old hoes
Now all of 'em wanna come back
My brother asked me why I like
To take hoes to the beach
I told him I heat up my snacks
Nigga i'm back just like i'm kendrick
I'm in the stu stay in the kitchen
Get on the beat hella dirty like dishes
Better watch you hoe i'm taking your mistress
Shawty told me I ain't right and i'm trippin'
Would tell her my problems but
She ain't gon' listen
I came a long way from getting suspended
My teachers surprised that I
Run up the digit's
Niggas thought i'm taking breaks i'm offended
I got Fendi on my body it's splendid
I had to invest in the stocks and bonds
Diamonds in the face when my watch is on
I know she addicted to Louis Vuitton
She so excited when she putting it on
She more excited when i'm taking it off cause
She know I go off every time LeBron
They in the game but we already won, on god
I told my mama I did it
Lately people slowly been waking up
They asleep they know I go crazy admit it
Pull up with my gang to the party but I had
To leave with a ten she said i'm the littest
I'll never stop if I ever did I know some
People would be happy I quitted
I swear the pocket watching getting old
Facts you niggas need to stop
People texting me all day tryna link, i can't
You niggas really cops
I'd rather drop then go hang with a thot
Rather focus on music and be at the top
Get out my way man it's my time to pop
I don't got time for you i'm busy with racks
She tryna get freaky as soon as we met
I had to tell shawty relax
When i'm up I ain't bout to feel sorry for
No one cause nobody cut me no slack
I just be laughing thinking about my old hoes
Now all of 'em wanna come back
My brother asked me why I like
To take hoes to the beach
I told him I heat up my snacks
Nigga i'm back just like i'm kendrick
I'm in the stu stay in the kitchen
Get on the beat hella dirty like dishes
Better watch you hoe i'm taking your mistress
Shawty told me I ain't right and i'm trippin'
Would tell her my problems but
She ain't gon' listen
I came a long way from getting suspended
My teachers surprised that I
Run up the digit's