Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Heard , by - Digga D. Song from the album Double Tap Diaries, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: CGM
Song language: English
I Heard |
| Ayy, baby, is that BKay? |
| Rah, it’s BKay you know |
| Brigades |
| I heard my man’s chillin' with my man |
| But I see my man leavin' his right hand |
| Rah, it’s BKay you know |
| Most of them boy don’t like man |
| Your boyfriend a sideman, livin' off finance |
| I heard my man’s chillin' with my man |
| But I see my man leavin' his right hand (Don't leave him) |
| Most of them boy don’t like man |
| Your boyfriend a sideman, living off finance (Some dickhead) |
| True, I can’t incite violence |
| And I’m on licence, do it in silence (Shh) |
| Food in the Pyrex, doing up science |
| Hittin' them clients, dodgin' them sirens (Gang) |
| Name holds weight, no gym sets |
| And I wouldn’t be who I am now |
| If I never put all of my faith in my index (Bu-bu) |
| Had to scratch that one in my string vest, slimness |
| Pretty Puerto Rican princess caught man’s interest |
| Back got me impressed |
| Press on my buttons, I’ll press on my suttin' |
| It’s nuttin', in guns man invest |
| Now I’m opposite Queens Park Rangers |
| Shotty and a shaver, I’m dodging dangers, dangers |
| I got likkle man first, erm |
| He must’ve forgot what pain is (I got him down) |
| Then broski made it two |
| Whole thing went through, had to bleach that stainless (Ching, ching) |
| I ain’t liasing, blaze him or do a man quick with the shavers |
| Wait, he ain’t a pagan |
| Wait, there’s no way I can rate him, blatant |
| See man gassed about his Bruce |
| To see his Bruce turn bitch like Caitlyn |
| Patience, ***** got left as a patient |
| Oi, big man, hear what I’m saying (Oi, listen) |
| I don’t wanna get mad and pop this tag |
| So mind what you’re playin' |
| Had to ride my bird in the slammer |
| I was gassed when they buss' them gates |
| Get bread and invest in hammers |
| Set it, crash and we buck on estates |
| How many times did a mash been raisen? |
| I mean risen on numerous dates |
| Still slide any location |
| If missin' the shots, we swingin' them blades (Rah, it’s BKay, you know) |
| Had to ride my bird in the slammer |
| I was gassed when they buss' them gates |
| Get bread and invest in hammers |
| Set it, crash and we buck on estates |
| How many times did a mash been raisen? |
| I mean risen on numerous dates |
| Still slide any location |
| If missin' the shots, we swingin' them blades |
| If I see them guys chillin' with my opps |
| Then my lot step out, try get them guys shot (Bow, bow) |
| It is what it is, that’s a state of mind 'round my block |
| Step with a sawn 'cause of Storm or Iceman |
| Tryna X men like Cyclops (Ching) |
| Still get cut here, no high top |
| Opp in the car, turn that to a write-off (Maud) |
| Times that we stepped there two-up |
| Had an old skeng, need suttin' more newer (Fresh) |
| Roll high more time, not just the weekend |
| Don’t live a low life like Future (No) |
| Can’t hit if she’s stinkin', in bins |
| One place man should be beatin' with tuna (The can) |
| Push metal through meat like a skewer |
| I’m settin' it straight, I ain’t backin' a ruler (No way) |
| Bro brings the wap on the ride |
| I’m bringin' my knife, gotta back up my shooter (Bow) |
| Involved in angles, ding’s not manual |
| You won’t get saved like Neuer (No) |
| Hit a man’s chest when it coughs |
| Take sweets, these sweets ain’t taste like Soothers (They don’t) |
| If you get G-checked by my mate like chess |
| Wex, you’ll end up the loser |
| How many times have I got me a price that’s nice? |
| Make bare drinks like a brewer |
| Likely to ride at night |
| You’re lookin' to fight, might make it beat like producers (Rah, |
| it’s BKay you know) |
| Our camp, anything’s crackin' |
| When us man are hangin' and buckin' intruders (Crackin') |
| I hit bin cah it all went off |
| The move went wrong like a blooper |
| Had to ride my bird in the slammer |
| I was gassed when they buss' them gates |
| Get bread and invest in hammers |
| Set it, crash and we buck on estates |
| How many times did a mash been raisen? |
| I mean risen on numerous dates |
| Still slide any location |
| If missin' the shots, we swingin' them blades |
| Had to ride my bird in the slammer |
| I was gassed when they buss' them gates (Brigades) |
| Get bread and invest in hammers |
| Sset it, crash and we buck on estates (Rah, it’s BKay you know) |
| How many times did a mash been raisen? |
| I mean risen on numerous dates |
| Still slide any location |
| If missin' the shots, we swingin' them blades |