lirik lagu digga d & b-lovee - what you reckon
[intro: digga d]
(you done messed up, aaron)
(r14)
(if i was your best friend)
yo, yo, yo
[chorus: digga d]
f~ck my career for a second (mm)
eighteen, i was on seven (mm)
seventeen, six in the wesson (mhm)
one, two, six, i’ll cheff him (woi)
gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (bap)
eight in the baby nine, i’ll kweff him (bow)
a hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (brr)
what you reckon? (what you reckon?)
f~ck my career for a second (mm)
eighteen, i was on seven (mm)
seventeen, six in the wesson (mhm)
one, two, six, i’ll cheff him (woi)
gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (bap)
eight in the baby nine, i’ll kweff him (bow)
a hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (brr)
what you reckon? (what you reckon?)
[verse 1: digga d]
~~~~ stretched like yoga (mm)
~~~~ got stretched like yola (mm)
mix the cocaine with the ammonia, paraphernalia all on the sofa
~~~~ try run, so man, what a joker
still got put on my poker hahaha (done him up, done him up, done him up bad)
~~~~ got super soaked up (woi)
picture the .40 clarting (boom)
for anyone askin’, it’s just me that’s drillin’ and chartin’ (yeah)
top ten with the skeng, i’ll blast him (mm)
top five with a knife, i’ll carve him (mm)
top ~~~~ got taped, stop laughin’ (mm)
it was us that got down ~~~~, never dropped ~~~~, but man’s still sparkin’
if your c~nt ain’t wet, i won’t trouble it
yo, gyal, open your mouth, let me cum in it
this little b~tch wanna boom off my c~cky after she finished the boom with the rum in it
i won’t roll with my gun for the fun of it
the car behind got a f~ckin’ gun in it (mm)
one had a whistle and one had a beam, but i need a gun with a f~ckin’ drum in it
[chorus: digga d]
f~ck my career for a second (mm)
eighteen, i was on seven (mm)
seventeen, six in the wesson (mhm)
one, two, six, i’ll cheff him (woi)
gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (bap)
eight in the baby nine, i’ll kweff him (bow)
a hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (brr)
what you reckon? (what you reckon?)
f~ck my career for a second (mm)
eighteen i was on seven (mm)
seventeen, six in the wesson (mhm)
one, two, six, i’ll cheff him (woi)
gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (bap)
eight in the baby nine, i’ll kweff him (bow)
a hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (brr)
what you reckon? (what you reckon?)
[verse 2: b~lovee]
what he reppin’? bro be steppin’
he might sneak in the spot with his weapon
we hit a opp, he gon’ drop any second
they know i’m too deep in this sh~t, it won’t stop
i’ma stay with this glock, it get lit, i’ma flock
grrah, that’s a new opp in a box
she keep shakin’ her sh~t with the glock in her hand
i’ma shake up the block when i hop out and blam
soon as i hop out, he ran
this sh~t’ll hold 30, cl!ck until it jam (cl!ck into a jam)
off the wock’ he get st~rdy, i might do my dance (might do my dance)
if he twin, he get st~rdy, he don’t even dance (he don’t even dance)
drivin’ wise in the spot, that’s what i do
say he gon’ do what? he get shot if he try to
i bring knocks in the spot, that’s how i move
thinkin’ i’m lackin’, lil’ boy, i am not you
i don’t give a f~ck about him and his gang
i know i got fam’, but i still let it bang, like
he keep talkin’ but ain’t do a thing
catch me on the opps, let it off at the daylight
i’m not doin’ this sh~t for no name
this really be me, no cap
we caught opp after opp, a couple n~ggas lack
we spin block after block, a couple n~ggas smack
[chorus: digga d]
f~ck my career for a second (mm)
eighteen, i was on seven (mm)
seventeen, six in the wesson (mhm)
one, two, six, i’ll cheff him (woi)
gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (bap)
eight in the baby nine, i’ll kweff him (bow)
a hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (brr)
what you reckon? (what you reckon?)
f~ck my career for a second (mm)
eighteen, i was on seven (mm)
seventeen, six in the wesson (mhm)
one, two, six, i’ll cheff him (woi)
gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (bap)
eight in the baby nine, i’ll kweff him (bow)
a hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (brr)
what you reckon? (what you reckon?)
[outro]
(you done messed up, aaron)
(r14)
(sr, what’s your problem, fam’?)
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