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digga d - bluuwuu (original + uncensored) lyrics

[intro: digga d]
cgm
turn it up in my headphones please a little bit
bang
f+ck the opps
(sixteen in this ++++)

[chorus]
blu, bluuwuu
i can’t flag what the opps dem flaggin’
take me in when i talk on beats, trust me, it’s more than rapping
blu, bluuwuu
this one’s old like aston
i see my man turn into usain bolt and ratlin turn into gatlin
blu, bluuwuu
i can’t flag what the opps dem flaggin’
take me in when i talk on beats, trust me, it’s more than rapping
blu, bluuwuu
this one’s old like aston, (yo, yo
i see my man turn into usain bolt and ratlin turn into gatlin

[verse 1]
i won’t roll with my gun and not use it (not use it)
i roll with my gun and i use it (abuse it)
i had a little dots when i buck lil dotz
let it off then, cross the blue bridge
numerous shootings, the mandem do this, trust me, it’s more than music (yeah, yeah)
why you think i’m not liked in the industry? cah i’m in the streets with the shooters (with the shooters!)
i see loski and digdat chilling with my man, they’re all wet so man don’t care (wet)
if i ask them who have they bun, that’s the convo done right there (period)
can’t ask me “who have you bun?” i’ma look at you dumb like “reh” (delirious)
don’t you know who i am? i’m shotgun shane, i don’t squeeze my gun in the air (i’m serious)
why am i shootin’ god for? (why?)
will never make up, no contour (never)
this off+white’s from offshore
cats call back for an encore (they do)
four jails, one year, been on tour, walk in the store and buy out the shop floor (buy it)
white tee from paris, bonjour, ten gone, it’s calm, i got more (i got it)
[chorus]
blu, bluuwuu
i can’t flag what the opps dem flaggin’
take me in when i talk on beats, trust me, it’s more than rapping
blu, bluuwuu
this one’s old like aston
i see my man turn into usain bolt and ratlin turn into gatlin
blu, bluuwuu
i can’t flag what the opps dem flaggin’
take me in when i talk on beats, trust me, it’s more than rapping
blu, bluuwuu
this one’s old like aston, (yo, yo
i see my man turn into usain bolt and ratlin turn into gatlin

[verse 2]
when i saw ++++, i was gassed like when i saw nicki (nicki)
i flew out the ride with my fl!cky, stiff buck fifty and then skidded off quickly
scene left red, if you run and get trippy
he stayed and got bun, must have been smoking bariis like +++++
bang that wap, saw ba takeoff (bap)
i weren’t in heathrow or gatwick (nope)
i’m chattin’ bout recko
i made him run ‘way when i slapped it (d+ckhead)
open the back bit, stuffed it and tapped it (bap, bap), i’m too active
i was gonna f+ck ++++ twice, but i realised that the one there a catfish (she’s smelly)
might be with the angels if i fire this ting in my palm (then dash the firearm)
i’m in a hotel with smoke, bae, don’t worry ’bout the fire alarm (just cool)
she told her mates there’s poles in the place, ooh, that’s warm (ooh)
i forgot that girls are chatty, had the wap out like everything’s calm (ahh)
[chorus]
blu, bluuwuu
i can’t flag what the opps dem flaggin’
take me in when i talk on beats, trust me, it’s more than rapping
blu, bluuwuu
this one’s old like aston
i see my man turn into usain bolt and ratlin turn into gatlin
blu, bluuwuu
i can’t flag what the opps dem flaggin’
take me in when i talk on beats, trust me, it’s more than rapping
blu, bluuwuu
this one’s old like aston, (yo, yo
i see my man turn into usain bolt and ratlin turn into gatlin

[outro: striker]
cgm sh+t
bluuwuu

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