Digits ft. Samuel Shabazz Lyrics

Huncho G, Mr. Prada, Mr. P

I made some G's in a day stacked it up and just forgot about it

You remember, I ain't forget when you forgot about me

Uh-huh, you a hoe, you can't come back, you got a bad taste

Uh-huh, my niggas still pouring lines, he need a line a day

Uh-huh, money good, good money, dirty water like Louie Ray

So rich at the restaurant, they cookin' steak in front of me

Wake up with this cake up in my face like it's my birthday

Thinkin' damn, I done made it this far, now I can't give up

Cause I used to be wakin' up broke, you see how I changed around

Uh-huh, I don't even want you lil' bitch, she changin' up when the whole gang around

Uh-huh, I ain't never need her, I ain't never need her

Better plead the fifth, like youn know the answer

I took my time with it, been on my grind with it

In a fat body fin, runnin' around with it

Uh-huh, you a fishbowl, we lookin', tryna see who in it

If you can get me on the phone, you better be talkin' digits

When I got money, I act broke, cause I don't like the spend it

But don't get that shit twisted or I'll drop a whole bag right now, at this very moment

Come back and give her my all, cause she held it down

Uh-huh

Man, these niggas ain't spittin' for real. I let them get a pass, I'm on they ass, I know you'll pay for lil'

Boy, they makin' money, they makin' skews, these niggas just makin' reals

I be makin' moves, makin' movies, not just a feature film

My life a movie call tubi tell them, let's get it in

Don't go forget they cousins or they twins, I hope they best friends

Turn your baby up, put your maybes up, you know I'm for sure for real

Keep the yacht by me, don't plot on me, my pockets hold dead men

High like Redman, my whole rich life's dead men

I ain't gon' lie, I'm concerned, I ain't gon' lie, this a blessing

Remain the G before I ever love her like a lethal weapon

Remain or keep it real like I did before I ever had shit

Samuel

Uh-huh

It's my first day, first day back in the trap and I been gettin' to it

I want both of them that look like you, I think they twins

We just worried about gettin' money, that's my twin in there

You a dry sipper, I sent a pack ice in all my cups

Chain on top of chain and they all V-Cups

Mmm, they all V-Cups

Chain on top of chain and they all V-Cups

Mmm, chain on top of chain and they all V-Cups

Chain on top of chain and they all V-Cups