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moodyy - digits كلمات الأغنية

i done ran some digits now these b_tches on my d_ck
i can′t hang with y’all, not my homies not my clique
and all the hoes and cars and money they ain′t really sh_t

you flexing all that money put that sh_t on my wrist

okay, no bo3 but i slide with the kuda
b_tch i been lit, your new man a loser
get in the stu’ and i’m f_ckin′ the booth up
put me so low, now i′m starting to move up
fighting no more, we pull up and shoot ’em
i′m with my twizzy we do not include them
yeah yeah yeah
i got a lil’ vision now i can never quit
all thee f_ckin′ rappers they be steady on my d_ck
that blonde boy steady lurkin’ he so mad i f_cked his b_tch
oh sorry i′m exposing, i don’t really give a sh_t
lil homie got a problem oh you know we pistol packed
and a_ want me do die, stupid b_tch you know ian dead
i hit that shawty once, then i did the f_ckin’ dash
got two besties they cryin, i left them b_tches on read
(stupid b_tch you know ian dead)
(yeah i left them b_tches on that read)
skrtt skrtt

i done ran some digits now these b_tches on my d_ck
i can′t hang with y′all, not my homies not my clique
and all the hoes and cars and money they ain’t really sh_t
you flexing all that money put that sh_t on my wrist

i done ran some digits now these b_tches on my d_ck
i can′t hang with y’all, not my homies not my clique
and all the hoes and cars and money they ain′t really sh_t
you flexing all that money put that sh_t on my wrist

- moodyy

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