Lyrics DIGITAL TRASH - Wonder

DIGITAL TRASH

He been talkin' shit, he ain’t really got a back bone
I been with the back with the money on my lap, ho (Yeah)
You won’t come in last if you never run a track, ho
I be countin' bands, you bitches be lookin' silly
Send me my advance, I’m running it to a milli
I’m driving in an Audi, you pullin' up in a mini
That pussy got an outie, I turn her into an innie (Okay like)
Trap phone digital dash, that boy talk digital trash (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Bag can’t hold all of my racks, bitch talk shit and I blast (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Don’t talk to me like that, I put bitches on blast (Ooh, I bet you do, yo)
YUNDER all on the map, don’t get hit with a MAC, baby (Is it recording?)
Pull up with a MAC, no Apple (Yeah)
Hit 'em with a backhand slap, bro (Ih, uh)
He be talking on me, he ain’t really got a backbone (Uh, uh, go)
Sipping green tea while your man on my lap, bro (alright)
Okay like Prada on my hip, talk about it on a track though (Ooh, ooh)
Talk about bands, taking stacks though (uh)
Hasn’t been the same when I started doing laps on the track though (Let's go,
okay)
Yun Head, give me that tempo, let’s go (Yo)
Wait that’s me
I just pulled up in the brand new fur coat (Yuh)
Throwing a band, I put the chip up in the barcode (Okay, uh, uh)
Talk about money, but do you really got a lot though?
(What?)
Hanako money, I’m counting bands up in the bathroom, uh
Like put that boy in the backrooms
Walking out the bank and I’m built like a statue
Talk about math, I’ve been on Google Classroom
Talk about trap phone digital dash, that boy talk digital trash (Pew, pew, pew,
pew)
Bag can’t hold all of my racks, boy talk down and I blast (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
(Don't) Don’t talk to me like that, I put bangers on blast (Ooh, I bet you do)
YUNDER all on the map, don’t get hit with a MAC, baby
Don’t come 'round here with that digital trash
I said like, don’t come 'round here with that digital trash
I said like, don’t come 'round here with that digital trash
I said like, don’t come 'round here with that digital trash
Okay, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
Trap phone digital dash, that boy talk digital trash (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Bag can’t hold all of my racks, bitch talk shit and I blast (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Don’t talk to me like that, I put bitches on blast (Ooh, I bet you do)
YUNDER all on the map, don’t get hit with a MAC, baby
Trap phone digital dash, that boy talk digital trash (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Bag can’t hold all of my racks, bitch talk shit and I blast (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Don’t talk to me like that, I put bitches on blast (Ooh, I bet you do, yo)
YUNDER all on the map, don’t get hit with a MAC, baby