the dashboard in my lambo and it's digital Digital digital everything digital Shorty look at my watch and I bet that thing digital Digital digital everything digital Digital digital everything digital
bricks, credit cards and shit Suck him to sleep,I took the keys to the jeep Tell him "I'll be back," go fuck with some other cats Flirtin', gettin' numbers, in the summer
package is gone Might I spend a good deal with these Firestones I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers For the buyers chromosomes I got summers I
in the desert in the summer I'm a stunna so, I'm gonna stunt on you bitches Big tow trucks sitin on chrome inches My account look like foreign digits
twisted metal for cash flow React slow nigga and get, P.L.O. By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother who got slain last summer by a cocaine
Her golden hair moving as the wind blows Full moon on a Friday night Little candle burning in the window Lets me know everything's alright Summer girl
Turning tricks on the hood of Jasmine's car That whole summer was really just too peculiar You know I would have given it up to almost anybody Who had
it Wayne's scorching, I'll applaud him If he keep going, pass the torch to him 50 came through like hurricanes do I thought I'd finish his ass at Summer
digital Shorty check the dashboard in my lambo and it's digital Digital digital everything digital Shorty look at my watch and I bet that thing digital Digital digital everything digital Digital digital
your cup? That's not what I would call real love What's in your red cup? What's in the red cup? [Verse 2:] So can you tell me why it looks like summer
I'm Just A Grass Hopper Attracted To All Green Now Listen To Al Green To Bring out The Old Days Wishing OG's Was Still Stuck Into They Old Ways No Snitches No Bitching Getting Digits
if she acted up as if I was her mother [???] And when she tried to run away I set the dogs on her Kept her locked down from the fall to the summer [
Right now, I'm about to shake and bake(kick it) Shake and bake Once again we're taking over The d-flow pimp rovers The one who bent your summer
(Wale) I promised Ricky and Milly that I'ma kill it Running throughout them digits, and Dollars on me I'm on it I'm running I'm so 100 with every nigga
y'all niggaz eager to die? I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave with a dime, motherfucker I'm a monster, I sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers
your deck, this dope We iced up and priced up, and crawling in Benzos [Verse 6: Powda] Seven twenty fo' I be sacking them digits Cause I'ma hustle till
So what ever you want girl yeah you can holler Cause you know I aint stingy with the digits If you thinking you can get it All you giving its your digits