YoungRichChris – Digits lyrics

[Hook]
These bitches keep on bitchin'
These niggas keep on wishin'
I cook the codeine in the kitchen
I"m countin all of my chickens
Man,free my nigga he locked in prison
He didnt pay for the ticket
But Aye aye aye aye i keep them digits,i keep them digits,i keep them
Digits
I keep them digits,i keep them digits, i keep them digits, i keep them
Digits

[Verse 1]
Yeah,I keep them digits
I'm counting all of my chickens
I got theses hoes switchin'
And they washin my dishes
The loud got me trippin'
I'm Shootin' up theses niggas like I'm Scottie Pippin yeah like Scottie
Pippin
Niggas tryin be in the wave
Yo bitch is my slave
She goin DatWay
I've been trappin all day
Niggas watch what they say
Got the money and the K
Theses Lil niggas playing games
Theses Lil niggas go insane
Fake niggas tellin stories
Talk about getting brain
Talk about getting brain
Yeah, Talk about gettin' brain
I Knew this dude he was Spanish I mean he from Spain
He was on that purple rain
He been to bando
Niggas played him like a piano
He played them back like Nintendo
They asked what was his name and it was Fernando
I heard he been to Orlando
I know a dude named Orlando
Ight let just trap to bando

[Hook]
These bitches keep on bitchin'
These niggas keep on wishin'
I cook the codeine in the kitchen
I"m countin all of my chickens
Man,free my nigga he locked in prison
He didnt pay for the ticket
But aye aye aye aye i keep them digits,i keep them digits,i keep them digits
I keep them digits,i keep them digits, i keep them digits, i keep them
Digits


[Verse 2-YRC]
Ooh,I feel Like Yatchy
I'm fuckin' on theses thotties
Niggas gettin' missin, they loses bodies
Ooh I'm whippin in my fucking Audi
I know Christmas passed but I want a bitch who is naughty
Not a bitch who is snotty
Yeah I want her to be bad & boujee I drop a 50 in some fucking blue chesse
I pipe it up and get it missin
I got bitches kissin
And they keep on switchin
My a-Game on twitch
Got so much money I might be rich
Theses fake niggas talkin' shit
I got vans on my feet
Niggas trappin to beat
Man fuck a seat belt
Watch the fuckin seat melt
I ain't no Christian but I pray before eat
I keep the key to the street
I keep the key to the street
Yeah,I keep the key to the street
I got the key to the street
Wait, i keep the key to the street?

[Hook]
These bitches keep on bitchin'
These niggas keep on wishin'
I cook the codeine in the kitchen
I"m countin all of my chickens
Man, free my nigga he locked in prison
He didnt pay for the ticket
But aye aye aye aye i keep them digits, i keep them digits, i keep them
Digits
I keep them digits, i keep them digits, i keep them digits, i keep them
Digits