Digga D - The Truth [Part 2] Lyrics


Take the pyrex out the microwave, and put that straight in the sink
Copy them numbers, you can lose them all in a blink
Stab first we don’t think
Free my bros on the wing
Take the rock out the pyrex, put it in pebs and wrap it in cling
Trap mash get bread, my nokia rings
Most times i spend my profit on tings
Not gyal, the thing that gives niggas rings
Thing on my ring, and dance on my jings
I rate j hus but i don’t lean and bop
Hand out the window, i lean and pop
10 plus 1 that’s a demon spot
Who wants smoke with any of my niggas
Can’t you see huncho there with the dots
J sav reach for the remington
Clean up any estate with these mops
10 plus 1, bang on the 1 plus 8
10.528 on the flake
I lost 2 grams on the drive
Now i got 26 grams on the plate
I say what i want and no one can stop me, everyone tells me i’m bait
I put all of my trust in guns, can’t rely on the soul cos everyone’s fake
I’ll take food of anyone’s plate
And i’ll lurk on any estate
And i swear that you’re my mans bredrin
Ching, hold that splash for your mate

Fans warn’ know the truth
We dont lie in the booth
Got a double tap, in the duffel bag
Won’t peb to back it and shoot
Get that drop you know i’m in route
Bring that dots i only need 2
Slap that that dots and the crowd catch had true
Everybody gonna catch that flu

Look at that chocolate barbie
I swear that’s remz’s aunty
She don’t care if i’m beefing her nephew
She still let me slip that dick in her nani
Finesse mans pack, if he comes with weed that’s dead like rd
Run man down till he runs out of breath and he just just die like tarabi
I be tt like cardy, like, who wants it with me
I bought this dotty for 6-double-o, but you can hold corn for free
Put a 1-2 in the 3-4 scores and the cats dem calling me

Last year i got nicked for the 15 inch that went from my hip to my knee
My eye keeps twitching, who the fuck keeps talking my name
My fingers inching, can’t we go ride and light up the place
They have me on bail for a stabbing, tryna lock digga d in the cage
But i got nfa shit evidence, so they had to drop that case

Fans warn’ know the truth
We dont lie in the booth
Got a double tap, in the duffel bag
Won’t peb to back it and shoot
Get that drop you know i’m in route
Bring that dots i only need 2
Slap that that dots and the crowd catch had true
Everybody gonna catch that flu


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