Intro - DigDat

And my fans wanna see me in Napa

But I’m on mapper, I can’t go patter

Pattern, might spend a twenty in Hatton (Bands)

Step out, flex in my Jordan’s

Do up your back, that’s chest and organs

What?

You don’t want your chest pierce like Morgan?

I’m in the T house, leng with the raw ting (Leng, leng, leng)

How can my fiends be snortin'?

(How?)

It ain’t safe (How?)

No lackin', I keep my blade

Section 60, I beat that case (Beat it, beat it)

Free up my mates, they gotta keep faith

I was tryna get down three

Just cut two, left one to go

I’m in traffic doin' up static

You’re leavin' your whip, how’s he gonna get home?

(Where you going?)

Force that flicky, get it in your plaits

Like, he ain’t even worth that smoke

We tried go 'Marsh but they banned us

So I had the jail cell givin' me dandruff

Step out, try and not tangle my Cuban

Too much weight on my neck

I remember on A wing, jumpin' railings

Toilet rolls and techs

Bad from nursery, ask my teacher

I swear I didn’t pass that test (Nah)

Two Gucci socks on my side ting

Bro sight him, got it down, I’m smilin'

Need me a bad one, pretty Latina

Wanna fly Mexico

Blacked out beamer, in a two seater

Pull up at Texaco (Pull up)

Bare face, no bally, did it with a Sammy

Insert wounds and exit holes (Ching, ching)