Digga D - Hella Bandz lyrics
[Digga D - Hella Bandz lyrics]
Get it soft then I whip it
Turn it rock then I chop it
Put the pebs into cling
I got hella bandz in my pocket
They make your trapper look shit
Them niggas there should just stop it
3 for 20 on deals
Even though I lose out on profit
Like, I get it soft and I whip it
Turn it rock then I chop it
Put the pebs into cling
I got hella bandz in my pocket
They make your trapper look shit
Them niggas there should just stop it
3 for 20 on deals
Even though I lose out on profit
Real shit I ain't lying
Only beat I heard was the line ring
You was raving, I was grinding
If there's a knife around I ain't fighting
I'll fuck your gyal without trying
Still out 'ere, I ain't hiding
Young nigga, riding
Bought a shotgun not diamonds man trap giddy
In the trap house man get busy
She sucked this willy
Cah she know I get P like Diddy
2 packs on a table
I just shot 2 pack like Biggie
Had to cover my nose
Crack fumes had me feeling dizzy
Let my one knows I'm Groving
They say they wanna ride
Young boy asked man twice if I'm rolling
Man with jokes
3 shanks up in a whip, that's stolen
'Dis trap shit gets boring
And these crack fiends keep phoning
Get it soft then I whip it
I send a text and then flip it
Get the drop on your trap
I'll roll up and then kick it
And run in there like feds
Put the shotgun to his head
Like, "I ain't playing no games fam
Where you hiding them Z's?"
Get it soft then I whip it
Turn it rock then I chop it
Put the pebs into cling
I got hella bandz in my pocket
They make your trapper look shit
Them niggas there should just stop it
3 for 20 on deals
Even though I lose out on profit
Like, I get it soft then I whip it
Turn it rock then I chop it
Put the pebs into cling
I got hella bandz in my pocket
They make your trapper look shit
Them niggas there should just stop it
3 for 20 on deals
Even though I lose out on profit
Turn it rock then I chop it
Put the pebs into cling
I got hella bandz in my pocket
They make your trapper look shit
Them niggas there should just stop it
3 for 20 on deals
Even though I lose out on profit
Like, I get it soft and I whip it
Turn it rock then I chop it
Put the pebs into cling
I got hella bandz in my pocket
They make your trapper look shit
Them niggas there should just stop it
3 for 20 on deals
Even though I lose out on profit
Real shit I ain't lying
Only beat I heard was the line ring
You was raving, I was grinding
If there's a knife around I ain't fighting
I'll fuck your gyal without trying
Still out 'ere, I ain't hiding
Young nigga, riding
Bought a shotgun not diamonds man trap giddy
In the trap house man get busy
She sucked this willy
Cah she know I get P like Diddy
2 packs on a table
I just shot 2 pack like Biggie
Had to cover my nose
Crack fumes had me feeling dizzy
Let my one knows I'm Groving
They say they wanna ride
Young boy asked man twice if I'm rolling
Man with jokes
3 shanks up in a whip, that's stolen
'Dis trap shit gets boring
And these crack fiends keep phoning
Get it soft then I whip it
I send a text and then flip it
Get the drop on your trap
I'll roll up and then kick it
And run in there like feds
Put the shotgun to his head
Like, "I ain't playing no games fam
Where you hiding them Z's?"
Get it soft then I whip it
Turn it rock then I chop it
Put the pebs into cling
I got hella bandz in my pocket
They make your trapper look shit
Them niggas there should just stop it
3 for 20 on deals
Even though I lose out on profit
Like, I get it soft then I whip it
Turn it rock then I chop it
Put the pebs into cling
I got hella bandz in my pocket
They make your trapper look shit
Them niggas there should just stop it
3 for 20 on deals
Even though I lose out on profit