Germ - UDIGG lyrics

[Intro] Man, that n***a don't know what goin' on now Shameless money gang (Hah) You n***a lame as f**, man Y'all n***as... Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 1] First time I lose to these n***as I came with them hitters, they really won't miss You cannot run for all of this swag 'cause you just might get sick 'cause it's germs in my bag I got on A-list, my b**hes impatient, you tryna rape me 'cause of all of these garments I don't eat the box, that ho smell like garbage I beg your pardon, good weed, done farted, uh Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, Glock or my Draco? b**h, I need some thirty in my drum, n***a, let's have some fun Fee-fi-fo-fum, and my chopper came with a stock Brand new McLaren off the lot, b**h, I gets a lot of guap [Chorus] You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? [Verse 2] I just dumped me a lil' Wock Then dream like two thots f** 'round and drink that b**h raw I think I deserve a double R 'cause I'm a f**in' superstar Raw doggin' sacks, you know I'm savage off that Actavis Too fly, flight risk, 9-11, bad sh** Porsche Carrara, smashin', Addys drive it tightly Gray print, only bent, La**ie was never nice to me [Chorus] You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? [Verse 3] b**h, I be geekin' All this money leave a n***a leakin' early morning I be off them Perkies and she with me and she finna throw it Hold up, whoadie Said what you hold it, you ain't gon' blow it? .223's and FN beams, knock these n***as like they caroling n***a f** with me Ridin' shotty, got that fire with me Guess who drivin', Ronda Rousey in the front seat, f** with me [Outro] You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig?