Digital compromise - umad? lyrics
[Digital compromise - umad? lyrics]
rembrandt
digital, digital, digital, digital clip
I got money on my mind
They say "clip, like where you at?"
I got money in the bag ah ah ah (clip)
Talk down on me, now you learn
, yeah, you should
Wouldn't even do it if I could
Nah, nah, nah talk down on me, now you learn
, yeah, you should
Wouldn't even do it if I could (If I could)
K-keep my 46 tucked
Sold my soul for six bucks
B-Be to far to give up
I know you think this enough
I simply can't give a fuck
I shoot my shot 'til I'm stuck
When you touch me you's a glove
Whatever you do, I'm above
Th-they don't wanna talk to me no more
'Cause I'm getting everything that they
Wanted and maybe more
Had a whole lot to say before
You was dead on the floor
And I heard that you was sad
'cause you keep getting ignored i was 6
Now I'm with digital
Best believe we got big bucks
Yeah, I know that you mad, yeah
You pissed off
Feeling like it's Black Ops I I
Where the zombies?
Now I'm feeling like I'm Rick Toffen
Up the mag, count the cash
Keep it to yourself i got Prada bag tags on
Don't need nobody else
I heard we chasing bags i want my money back
P-probably took a couple racks
Swerving in that all black
And I know this because of you
All my hundreds turnin' blue
Watch me pull up with that 42
Bitch, you know that choppa spray
When it bang at you
You talk shit, but who are you?
I don't really got a clue
Girl, never I never wanted you
I'ma show you what this money do
R-r-run up, do not touch me
She say, "Tana, you're a blessing"
Leave me, I got your brother you ain't
See what he was wasting
Low-key got me tired, so I'm yawning
I'm st-st-stretching i feel like I'm Reno
Woah, woah you hoes 'gon test me
digital, digital, digital, digital clip
I got money on my mind
They say "clip, like where you at?"
I got money in the bag ah ah ah (clip)
Talk down on me, now you learn
, yeah, you should
Wouldn't even do it if I could
Nah, nah, nah talk down on me, now you learn
, yeah, you should
Wouldn't even do it if I could (If I could)
K-keep my 46 tucked
Sold my soul for six bucks
B-Be to far to give up
I know you think this enough
I simply can't give a fuck
I shoot my shot 'til I'm stuck
When you touch me you's a glove
Whatever you do, I'm above
Th-they don't wanna talk to me no more
'Cause I'm getting everything that they
Wanted and maybe more
Had a whole lot to say before
You was dead on the floor
And I heard that you was sad
'cause you keep getting ignored i was 6
Now I'm with digital
Best believe we got big bucks
Yeah, I know that you mad, yeah
You pissed off
Feeling like it's Black Ops I I
Where the zombies?
Now I'm feeling like I'm Rick Toffen
Up the mag, count the cash
Keep it to yourself i got Prada bag tags on
Don't need nobody else
I heard we chasing bags i want my money back
P-probably took a couple racks
Swerving in that all black
And I know this because of you
All my hundreds turnin' blue
Watch me pull up with that 42
Bitch, you know that choppa spray
When it bang at you
You talk shit, but who are you?
I don't really got a clue
Girl, never I never wanted you
I'ma show you what this money do
R-r-run up, do not touch me
She say, "Tana, you're a blessing"
Leave me, I got your brother you ain't
See what he was wasting
Low-key got me tired, so I'm yawning
I'm st-st-stretching i feel like I'm Reno
Woah, woah you hoes 'gon test me