voni voni - digits lyrics
[chorus]
i just copped the work and had to flip it
i just copped a new whip just to spin it
i just stacked my money up like midgets
i just iced out all my pendants
cause i’m gettin’ to the digits (to the digits)
you n+ggas ain’t with it
i popped ’em like a tire
spint’ his block just like a fidget
i had to pop back out and show these n+ggas how to get it
gettin’ to that work you know i’m running up them digits
(money stacked like midgets)
[verse 1]
just cashed out at dior
these n+ggas don’t want no smoke
they know it’s really war
caught ’em at the mall, runnin’ up a check
ran up the score
my drip will wash these n+ggas out
and lеave ’em on the shorе
swipe for debit, these n+ggas get no credit
he slippin’, then i’m slidin’
crop ’em out just like an edit
these n+ggas p+ssy poppin’
f+ck the beef, i had to dead it
the ground is where he headed
i had to send a message
(swipe for debit, these n+ggas get no credit
he slippin’, then i’m slidin’
crop ’em out just like an edit
these n+ggas p+ssy poppin’
f+ck the beef, i had to dead it
the ground is where he headed
i had to send a message)
[chorus]
i just copped the work and had to flip it
i just copped a new whip just to spin it
i just stacked my money up like midgets
i just iced out all my pendants
cause i’m gettin’ to the digits (to the digits)
you n+ggas ain’t with it
i popped ’em like a tire
spint’ his block just like a fidget
i had to pop back out and show these n+ggas how to get it
gettin’ to that work you know i’m running up them digits
[verse 2]
i’m fly like a stuartist, pilot
i like how she ride it
i might dump some sh+lls up in a n+gga if he try it
if i want yo’ life then all i got to do is buy it
if he dissin’, spend them digits
them that n+gga dyin’, foreal
i might hit yo block and do a drill
these n+ggas act hard
but they ain’t bout that life foreal
i might pop ’em like a pill
make ’em run no track & field
we gone flip the car
you gone think jesus took the wheel
(foreal
i might hit yo block and do a drill
these n+ggas act hard
but they ain’t bout that life foreal
i might pop ’em like a pill
make ’em run no track & field
we gone flip the car
you gone think jesus took the wheel)
[chorus]
i just copped the work and had to flip it
i just copped a new whip just to spin it
i just stacked my money up like midgets
i just iced out all my pendants
cause i’m gettin’ to the digits (to the digits)
you n+ggas ain’t with it
i popped ’em like a tire
spint’ his block just like a fidget
i had to pop back out and show these n+ggas how to get it
gettin’ to that work you know i’m running up them digits
(money stacked like midgets)
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