What You Reckon Lyrics – Digga D
Singer: Digga D
Title: What You Reckon
(You done messed up Aaron)
(R14)
Yo, yo, yo
f#ck my career for a second (Mm)
Eighteen I was on seven (Mm)
Seventeen, six in the Wesson (Mhm)
One, two, six, I’ll cheff him (Woi)
Gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (What?)
Eight in the baby nine I’ll kweff him (Bow)
My hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (Brr)
What you reckon? (What you reckon?)
f#ck my career for a second (Mm)
Eighteen I was on seven (Mm)
Seventeen, six in the Wesson (Mhm)
One, two, six, I’ll cheff him (Woi)
Gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (What?)
Eight in the baby nine I’ll kweff him (Bow)
My hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (Brr)
What you reckon? (What you reckon?)
**** stretched like yoga (Mm)
**** got stretched like Yola (Mm)
Mix the cocaine with the ammonia, paraphernalia all on the sofa (Mm)
**** try run, so man, what a joker
Still got put on my poker (Done him up, done him up, done him up bad)
**** got super soaked up (Woi)
Picture the .40 clarting, for anyone askin’, it’s just me that’s drillin’ and chartin’ (Yeah)
Top ten with the skeng, I’ll blast him (Mm)
Top five with a knife, I’ll carve him (Mm)
Top **** got taped, stop laughin’ (Mm)
It was us that got down ****, never dropped ****, but man’s still sparkin’
If your c#nt ain’t wet, I won’t trouble it
Yo, gyal, open your mouth, let me c#m in it
This little b#tch wanna boom off my cocky after she finished the boom with the rum in it
I won’t roll with my gun for the fun of it
The car behind got a f#ckin’ gun in it (Mm)
One had a whistle and one had a beam, but I need a gun with a f#ckin’ drum in it
f#ck my career for a second (Mm)
Eighteen I was on seven (Mm)
Seventeen, six in the Wesson (Mhm)
One, two, six, I’ll cheff him (Woi)
Gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (What?)
Eight in the baby nine I’ll kweff him (Bow)
My hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (Brr)
What you reckon? (What you reckon?)
f#ck my career for a second (Mm)
Eighteen I was on seven (Mm)
Seventeen, six in the Wesson (Mhm)
One, two, six, I’ll cheff him (Woi)
Gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (What?)
Eight in the baby nine I’ll kweff him (Bow)
My hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (Brr)
What you reckon? (What you reckon?)
Soon as I hop out he ran
This sh#t a whole .30, click into a jam (Click into a jam)
So I could get sturdy, I might do my dance (Might do my dance)
If he spin, he get thirty, he don’t even dance (He don’t even dance)
Drivin’ wise in the spot, that’s what I do
He gon’ do what? He get shot if he try to
I bring 9s in the spot, that’s how I move
They get him lackin’, lil’ boy I-
f#ck my career for a second (Mm)
Eighteen I was on seven (Mm)
Seventeen, six in the Wesson (Mhm)
One, two, six, I’ll cheff him (Woi)
Gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (What?)
Eight in the baby nine I’ll kweff him (Bow)
My hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (Brr)
What you reckon? (What you reckon?)
f#ck my career for a second (Mm)
Eighteen I was on seven (Mm)
Seventeen, six in the Wesson (Mhm)
One, two, six, I’ll cheff him (Woi)
Gave the four and the baby a blessin’ (What?)
Eight in the baby nine I’ll kweff him (Bow)
My hundred ‘lastic bands still stretchin’ (Brr)
What you reckon? (What you reckon?)
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