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[Intro: Dig Dat &
Came with a ting, left with a slim one
If suttin' gets dropped, the beef might stop
Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem
With darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to move
Mazza,

[Chorus: Dig Dat &
Came with a t'ick ting, with a slim one, just cut my ex ting loose
If suttin' dropped, then the beef might stop but you know it can't end with truce
Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Loose
With three darlings, two ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to move

1: Dig Dat]
And this ain't my type, she's raising her eye tryna stop and stare
I got this one link, long hair, we roll to her crib and she's from 'round there
They talk with a 1-2 ride, this 125's caught 1-2
You know your boo come tru' for pipe, she like "shoulda told me you're young, you lied"

2: Loski]
Splash on me, twice, don't do it
Got the other looking like moshpit, broski popped it, your whole day ruined
99 like Jay Z, we get shavey, out here Ku-ing
Can't hold my wap pretty lady, sorry baby, I can't do it

3: Dig Dat]
I got two bad B's from east, one slim, legs, and thighs
They like off white on the side, I need a Air Max with red zip
But this t-shirt matching my blade, it's black, you don't get your V neck sliced
Ten-ten got Ricky late, bad boy but your blikky's
You it's trap season 2, make sure my nittys don't detox
I'm on the trapping like the 80's, do it like Biggie and D-Roc
Stack can't fit in my shoe box, remember we only had Rebooks
See opps, dishing out free shots, anytime we spin their block they off

Dig Dat & Loski]
Came with a ting, left with a slim one, just cut my ex ting loose
If suttin' gets dropped, then the beef stop but you know it can't end with truce
Pull up on her darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose
three darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to move
Came with a t'ick ting, with a slim one, just cut my ex ting loose
If suttin' gets dropped, then the beef might but you know it can't end with truce
up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose
With three darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to

[Verse 4:
DSquared, LV, bit of Fendi, cool kid so they gyal sex me
Don't bang on the block, bet me, I'mma splash this yute if you let me
Spend more than 5 on kicks, what's with these pricks? Got more than Jet Li
Must've saw Anwar, met me, in school when I was with Leslie
In a VIP, nuff gyal on me, too bad I can't help this
SD with me, two G's with me, shell so hotels get
See opps in the field, get
Them yutes been lying, we and get pressy
Deadly, run for their life, leggy

[Verse 5: Dig
Plain white T on my ironing board, you know I press out the crease
Skin fade new J's, this dust on the floor just fell out my fleece
I just came out the trap with Dave, I let him test out a piece
But this no less than a 8, that's slate, ten-ten got the best in the streets
Plus 21 days on losses, lost privilege, PS2
Spilt paint on all 4 pockets, call these vintage
It's a hundred percent all cotton, mask on, witness, can't see
It's a hundred all cotton, mask on, witness, can't see through

Dig Dat & Loski]
Came with a t'ick ting, left with a slim one, just cut my ex ting
If suttin' gets dropped, then the beef might but you know it can't end with truce
up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose
With darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to move