Digitaria II Lyrics

Ain't no fucking round

I need me some smoke and me some drank soon as I touch the ground

I can't understand how it's worth less when I go bust it down

Let me get the one with leather seats that come in mustard brown

Used to be self conscious 'bout my shit but now I trust the sound

Realized I'm the best around nigga

How I flesh them pounds, Shylock how I'll flesh them pounds out

Every decimal and comma nigga we don't round out

It be so much that I'm going through that I don't rhyme 'bout

Drop my pants and have her do me up parked in the roundabout

Don't nobody give no fuck 'bout Black men what you crying 'bout

Ain't no money nor no pussy worth this nigga dying about

But good pussy and good messy mouth might get you flied out

Close my eyes and send some frequencies to Digitaria

Chart the firmaments and chronicle the stars like Narnia

Fuck you trying to do I about to take off like Laguardia

At this point I need a residency at the Aria

Ugh

Ugh

Ugh

Residency at the Aria

CDC know this some motherfucking new malaria

When you finally touching money minor shit don't bother ya

Let's go quarantine a couple weeks in south Somalia

I ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody getting it if it's mine

I just, I just, I just fucking wait my time

I just, I just, I just watch them ducks align

I just, I just, count my bucks in Calvin Klein

Ain't no fucking round

I need me some smoke and me some drank soon as I touch the ground

I can't understand how it's worth less when I go bust it down

Let me get the one with leather seats that come in mustard brown

Used to be self conscious 'bout my shit but now I trust the sound

Realized I'm the best around nigga

How I flesh them pounds, Shylock how I'll flesh them pounds out

Every decimal and comma nigga we don't round out

It be so much that I'm going through that I don't rhyme 'bout