Digits Video (MV)

Roll another blunt
Lets talk (Yeah, yeah)
Wanna talk (Yeah)
Yeah talk (Uh huh)
Ian even give no f*ck (No f*ck)
Racked up (Racked up)
My racks up (My bags up)
Bands up (Up)
F*ck her in her cat and shit
Loud pack you smell that and shit
Yeah she love them racks and shit
I sit on my racks and shit
Poured up, pop a perky
Hands up, yeah you heard me
Bitch gon' suck like a slurpiee
Never gon' hear that a n***a gon' murk me (Yeah)
Yeah I lit em'
Block spinnin
The hunnids, you see my digits
They talking, I swear they bitches
Drip walkin', i'm walking dripping
I am on my own
Ain't nobody there to go
I'm that n***a there, I glow
Shot that n***a there, he gone
Yeah i'm spendin' bands, i'm gone
Yeah i'm inna jet, like go
It's like f*ck a friend, we foes
You a fan man, I blow
Choppa make a n***a dance, he go
Diamond dancing on me and they glow
Got my glick it make a n***a glow
Got a Backwood, roll it up
I am at yo hood, I lit up
Got my choppa here, spit it up
N***a rat uh, yeah uh
I don't f*ck with that uh
I lit em huh
Block spinnin' (Huh)
The hunnids' (Huh)
You see my digits (Uh huh)
They talkin'
I swear they bitches (Yeah)
Drip walkin', i'm walkin drippin' (Awe)