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

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

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

3: Dig Dat]
I got two bad B's from east, one slim, legs, and thighs
like off white on the side, I need a Air Max with red zip ties
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 fake
You know 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 when we only had
See opps, dishing out free shots, anytime we their block they speed off

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

[Verse 4:
DSquared, LV, bit of Fendi, cool kid so they gyal 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 Got more than Jet Li
Must've saw Anwar, never met me, in when I was with Leslie
In a VIP, nuff gyal on me, too bad I help this jezzie
SD with me, two G's with me, so hotels get messy
See in the field, get messy
Them yutes been lying, we hotstep and get
Deadly, run for their life, they're

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