Fuckin Up The Digits

I'm fucking up the digits, fucking on these other bitches The pressure's always hitting, smoking on some skunky sticky Got to keep these semi's with me, nowadays 'cause people tripping You better keep your distance, bitch you better keep your distance I'm fucking up the digits, fucking on these other bitches The pressure's always hitting, smoking on some skunky sticky Got to keep these semi's with me, nowadays 'cause people tripping You better keep your distance, bitch you better keep your distance 1942 I'm sipping, kush up all up in the system Wake up and count some riches I feel like everybody love to talk, but they can't listen Know they hate to see me winning man, they all so pity I'm 21, feel like I'm savage, still a savage, been a savage since a kid I'm trying to make my family proud, so I stand down on what I said Pockets swoll they got big knots, check over thots, bitch 'til I'm dead I go so hard that I can't stop, sometimes it be hard to catch a breath Aye, hurt my back, feel like I'm Tim I'm fucking up the digits, fucking on these other bitches The pressure's always hitting, smoking on some skunky sticky Got to keep these semi's with me, nowadays 'cause people tripping You better keep your distance, bitch you better keep your distance I'm fucking up the digits, fucking on these other bitches The pressure's always hitting, smoking on some skunky sticky Got to keep these semi's with me, nowadays 'cause people tripping You better keep your distance, bitch you better keep your distance Aye, yeah I had this chick, she used to blow like Whitney Had to cut her off because that hoe too messy It's been a minute, man, I know she miss me Aye, I hit them once and then I ghost these bitches Get fresh as fuck li'l shorty, then go pull up on you I'm walking out the crib with white forces, black pistols Can't tell what's in my pocket, until I pull out that missile Me and Dre for years, been at it, so they can't say we ain't official I'm trying to change my image, but my heart still love the drilling Yeah, Glocks or Smith and Wesson, both do swell, can't tell the difference Fucking up the digits, got some hoes in other cities too Got no time to wait up on you, want to fuck bitch you passed due I'm fucking up the digits, fucking on these other bitches The pressure's always hitting, smoking on some skunky sticky Got to keep these semi's with me, nowadays 'cause people tripping You better keep your distance, bitch you better keep your distance I'm fucking up the digits, fucking on these other bitches The pressure's always hitting, smoking on some skunky sticky Got to keep these semi's with me, nowadays 'cause people tripping You better keep your distance, bitch you better keep your distance I'm fucking up the digits, fucking on these other bitches The pressure's always hitting, smoking on some skunky sticky Got to keep these semi's with me, nowadays 'cause people tripping You better keep your distance, bitch you better keep your distance