Letra de Diget$

[Coro:]
Yeah, i got bands to run up
All these bands to run up
I got bands to run up
All these digets Imma run up

[Hook: (x15)]
Digets

[Verse 1:]
I got the money like chase
I got a bitch in the states
I've never send her away
All you niggas are late
I never did fuck with a square
I blow the gas in the air
Freaky bitch curlin' my hair
Hit it and drip out the bank
I got a [?] for the blog
Pull up a check and i floss
All you niggas are lost
I gotta steal for your heart
Everything on high tech
Turn it up and run my set
I spend a check for my friends
I do not need to make sense

[Pre-Chorus:(2X)]
Fuck life
I don't know who to trust
I've been feeling pain since i fell out of love
You be asking questions like i give a fuck
Selfish to the core I never open up

[Verse 2:]
Keep it one hundred
I just fuck her
I don't love her
Never trust her
Never cuff her
Talk about me say nothing
Yeah I'm all about my fifties
Stacking money to the ceiling
I hit paper on the facetime
Yeah we talk about the business
Getting paper that's the mission
Niggas hating on my vision
You gon die a pussy bitch
I turn a sentence to a weapon
You don't know me
I'm aggresive
I put ice on my necklace
Either one around me's so I may as well be reckless

[Coro:]
Yeah, i got bands to run up
All these bands to run up
I got bands to run up
All these digets Imma run up

[Hook: (x15)]
Digets

[Outro: (x2)]
Pull up with the squad, yeah
We play [?]
We be on the block
I don't think you heard
None of you niggas come for me
I'm on a level past what you see
None of you niggas can come for me
I will never stop, aye