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[Intro: Dig Dat &
Came with a t'ick ting, with a slim one
If suttin' gets dropped, then the might stop
Pull up on her like darling, Spartan, Harlem Loose
With three darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to
Mazza,

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 like darling, local Spartan, Loose
With three darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy her to move

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

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

[Verse 3: Dig
I got two bad B's from east, one slim, legs, and thighs
They off white on the side, I need a Air Max with red zip ties
But this matching my blade, it's black, you don't wanna get your V neck sliced
Ten-ten got Ricky late, bad boy but blikky's fake
You know it's trap 2, make sure my nittys don't detox
I'm on the corner trapping 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 they speed off

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

[Verse 4:
DSquared, LV, bit of Fendi, kid so they gyal wan' sex me
Don't on the block, just bet me, I'mma splash this yute if you let me
Spend more than 5 on kicks, what's wrong with these pricks? Got than Jet Li
Must've saw Anwar, never met me, in school 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, so hotels get messy
See opps in the field, get
Them yutes been lying, we hotstep and get
Deadly, run for life, they're leggy

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

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