Dig That lyrics

by

Key Glock



[Intro]
The f*ck?
Yeah
Yeah
Ayy, G-L-O-C-K

[Verse: 1]
Gas reekin', tires screechin'
Drop the top, outside, blowin' indo (Skrrt)
Ridin' presidential, S600 look like a limo
n*gga, you's a lameo, I pull up, new whip like Django
I been gettin' cap, n*gga, I ain't talkin' Kangol (Ain't talkin' Kangol)
I'm on that gang sh*t, ain't no lame sh*t (Ain't no lame sh*t)
Got some n*ggas, don't gang bang, they just bang sh*t (Pah, pah)
This lil' b*tch say she like how my chain hit (Hit, hit)
Mane, I really think this b*tch want to let me hit (Hit it)

[Chorus]
Call me papa Glock, I got the dough
You dig that?
I'm a trap n*gga, you ain't know?
You dig that?
When I dress it's five bands, head to toe (Racks, racks, racks)
You dig that?
b*tch jump like rabbits, 'cause these carats on me
You dig that?
Eat steak and lobster ain't no more bologna
You dig that?
Can't cuff that b*tch, got Ferragamo on me
You dig that?
You run up on me, n*gga, you's a goner (Baow, baow)
You dig that?
And it's the same thing when I see ya homies
You dig that?
[Verse: 2]
You can call me Glock the builder, n*gga, know I keep the tool (Bah)
I sip on lean, not booze (Mud), bad b*tch, Key Glock on her boob (Her boob)
But I can't jump no broom (Uh-huh, no), I'm skippin' to my loot (Get it, guap)
My n*ggas hit, don't shoot (The shot), lil' n*gga ballin', Caillou (Ballin')
Glock you the sh*t, b*tch (Ayy), that ain't nothin' new (Nope, nothin')
Everybody callin' me crazy 'cause of one permanent diamond tooth (VVS)
Stackin' my chips like Lay's, n*gga, I do what I want to do (Stack it, I do)
b*tch, my name ain't Que (No), but I got the juice (Got it, juice)
I rock Margiela shoes (Rock), and my grandma say they boots (Huh? Yeah)
Gucci's like I'm bowlin', my uncle say I look smooth (Double G)
I know you got the news (You got that), lil' Glock got your b*tch nudes (Eugh, yeah)
I'm givin' n*ggas the blues (Yeah), I'm countin' all these blues (Racks)

[Chorus]
Call me papa Glock, I got the dough
You dig that?
I'm a trap n*gga, you ain't know?
You dig that?
When I dress it's five bands, head to toe (Five bands)
You dig that?
b*tch jump like rabbits, 'cause these carats on me
You dig that?
Eat steak and lobster ain't no more bologna
You dig that?
Can't cuff that b*tch, got Ferragamo on me (Nah, she can't get off me)
You dig that?
You run up on me, n*gga, you's a goner (Bah)
You dig that?
And it's the same thing when I see your homies (When I see your homies)
You dig that?
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