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lirik lagu p3rkky - digits

[intro]
(tao your so icey)
(tao how you do that)
(jvsper)
woah i get high ’til my eyes get low
too locked in i’m stuck in my zone
i’m the top kid but i’m way too grown

[chorus: p3rkky & vibezzz]
i waste all my money and make it right back in just minutes
no i don’t even know her she got on her knees like she is religious
i said that i love you but girl know your limits
me and my bros we love counting the digits
i play with her huh yeah just like a fidget
come to my section there’s only bad b~tches
that is your girl d~mn she blowing me kisses
yeah me and p3rkky stand on big business
i’m number one on the wishlist
that b~tch just want all my riches (woah)

[verse: p3rkky]
huh know that they mad cause i’m living so lavish
making the money really just a habit
making the green that sh~t look like cabbage
designer on me yeah i’m filled with fashion
shordy ass so fat it rip out the fabric
screaming my name when i come to the valley
so many enemies b~tch keep a tally
we’ll come and find you i feel like vitaly
uh huh she wanna feel my stick oh yeah but she went and grabbed my d~ck okay
uh huh yeah we jumped on a boat and we throwing a party while riding the wave d~mn
party all day yeah party all night in the end it might look like titanic
i’m the type to leave with the baddest b~tch and we is both money fanatics
[chorus: p3rkky & vibezzz]
i waste all my money and make it right back in just minutes
no i don’t even know her she got on her knees like she is religious
i said that i love you but girl know your limits
me and my bros we love counting the digits
i play with her huh yeah just like a fidget
come to my section there’s only bad b~tches
that is your girl d~mn she blowing me kisses
yeah me and p3rkky stand on big business
i’m number one on the wishlist
that b~tch just want all my riches (woah)

[verse: vibezzz]
she working on me planet fitness
i’m in a 911 whipping
until i die know i’ma get it (woah)
yeah she want a taste of the kid
try to f~ck with me i’m popping your lid (woah)
all black window tint
feel like she got me locked up in a prison
diamonds glistening
get out my line i’m getting too rich
i might go and cop a new whip
back up running a blitz
what about that
he getting mad
if this was a race ??
smoking gas getting cash
feel like x she bad, bad, bad
yeah can say i ??
say that while i just sit back and laugh
bought a new prada bag
this .40 hit you in your face no lag
counting the commas
counting the dollars
yes you can say that i’m popping my collar
tryna be mine b~tch i am your father
like uzi b~tch my money longer
yachty that b~tch yeah one nighter
fly from state to state no glider
heart is getting dark (yeah)
had to remind her

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