Fied nigga with that penny huh Big Meals but I'm Skinny huh? Gang shit But not really huh? Embiid like I'm Philly huh?
Bitch i keep that thang I hit that stain I keep that brad pit
Bitch I'm switchin lanes Come fuck for fame I'm on my mavs shit
RM on the chain You know the gang My mode on strav bitch
Hoe you know my name Things could get strange Lil Daij not average
Come fuck with my wodies You might go meet Whitney Fucked that over twice, she come back like frisbe Please don't cross my lane you might end up 6 feet He so fucking lame He a clone lil bruh a pip squeak Mosh pit like unvexed huh? GDN my set huh? Say sum else get recked huh? Talking out his neck huh? Pussy my get wet huh? Shit might end up left huh? I'm gone make a mess huh? Bitch go get the ref huh
I'm gone get the rest huh I might cut the check huh Hopped straight on the jet Then I spent 35 hunnit on a vest huh
True Lil Daij the best huh? Make yo ass upset hmm? Yo bitch want my sex So I gave her 35 feet up in her Chest hmm
I'm bout that action Pop it like Marilyn Mason Run up I'm letting em have it Bitch ima savage Clearly my diamonds be dancing Shorty just go on a tangent Im bout the benjis Doing the dash in ur city Cross double Fs like I'm fendi But I'm not 50 Keep all my cents for 10 piece I'm aiming straight for ur kidneys Gotta be kidding
I'm made my whole cake I made my own way Otay Viva La coldplay Back to my old ways Role play Beat it up OJ Get out my old space Gold wraith Feel like the old Daij Back with the fro Daij 08 Fucking these hoes aye Still on the road aye All ways It's getting cold aye Pelle P coat aye Loaf Daij I'm going so ape 40' my soul mate Bang bang I'm in my own lane You niggas so lame Too late Off that pill huh? NyQuil huh?
Niggas be talkin I pull up on niggas I'm going in straight for the kill uh
Back in days I was stuck in my grades Now I'm balling like Buffalo bills huh
Hop in the jet And fly right to my bae Galaxy roof Got me in my feels huh
Ima take her to the hills huh Ima buy her the new heels huh Ima take her to the Mil huh Bitch I'm dead ass I'm fr huh Look at my diamonds they real yea Stop tryna cop you a feel yea He said that he from the trap But he ain't never in the field yea
Get the loot Who is you nigga Fuck a new nigga Scoop nigga In the coupe nigga With the toot nigga
Mute nigga Ima shoot nigga Out the roof nigga
Oops nigga Absolute nigga You and you nigga
I got the keys You niggas ain't fuckin with me I swear I put that on the g Put that shit on me I'm boomin on niggas so much I feel like Bol Bol and Shareef
I Ball overseas I feel like the balls overseas I'm the boss so I see everything I'm getting the cream I'm washing these new niggas bad They call me lil Daij listerine (Gang Gang)
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Compositores: Daijon Cotty Davis (Dc The Don), Hans Isak Adam ECAD: Obra #21021447