[Intro]
MKThePlug

[Verse 1: Digga D]
All now them n***as ain't learnt (Uh)
Kick back from the dots get firmed (Bow)
If the bridge is weak, it gets burned (Burned)
Respect ain't free, that shit gets earned
Free Teerose (Free him)
Kill confirmed (Kill confirmed)
Watch who you fuck with
Omes used to be one us but the pussio turned (Fake n***a)
Who was there when Fredo got slapped at?
With the double tap skiddin' round the astract (Bow)
Ask Triggz if he ever been crashed at
I'll fling corn at anyone's snapback (Uh)
Better use ghost mode on your Snapchat
Grab him, grab that
Cheff him, stab that
Or back the dots out my rucksack (Boom)
Man cross that rasclart bridge
And empty my cartridge
This 3-double-0 ain't lidge (No, it's not)
If you run too slow then you're pissed
We ain't touch no one from the N? (No?)
Everyone knows that's fibs (That's a lie)
Young Teewizz got a chest shot
He just never died like his bro Teewizz (Teewizz)
[Chorus: Digga D]
Free Drilla
R9 got nicked with the dots
Big bro got nicked with the spinner
If you heard that suttin' got bun with the dots
It was probably done by Digga
On numerous occasions, the shotty been backed out
And I pulled that trigger
Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow
Free Drilla
R9 got nicked with the dots
Big bro got nicked with the spinner
If you heard that suttin' got bun with the dots
It was probably done by Digga
On numerous occasions, the shotty been backed out
And I pulled that trigger
Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow

[Verse 2: Sav'O]
Lurkin' for the kill
When I lurk on opps
Them boy better hide in flats (In flats)
Man can't ride on 11
I'll put my whole Rambz in your hat (Some dickheads)
N***as love chat 'bout scoreboard
Tell me, who have you splashed (Who?)
Doggy that bitch in my yard
Now her friend says she wan' do man (Gang)
Man step in a rave, I'm nuts
On sight man dip up an opp boy's lungs (Ching)
Man dash that shank in the drain
'Cah my ting be covered in blood (Err)
Man get splattered on the mains for talkin' all of that crud (Some dickheads)
Them man need new bangers
They ain't ever touched no one (Some dickheads)
Like, what's that in your possession?
Man, I might stain that quick (Let me get that)
Man don't slip on a glide
'Cah he might just die like 'Wiz (Teewizz)
Hookers on gang
So all these thots wanna trap the kid (Some badders)
Pull up on your block
I'll back my shank or rise that stick (Back it)
Back out my shank, get splattered (Err)
See gang, we dont have no manners (Gang)
On their glide, avoidin' them cameras
Bro serve the cats, I got hammers
Opps dem talk to feds, some faggots
Free all my guys off the landin'
Back my blade, there you have it
Gyal 'uck me off, I ain't bashin' (No way)
[Chorus: Digga D]
Free Drilla
R9 got nicked with the dots
Big bro got nicked with the spinner
If you heard that suttin' got bun with the dots
It was probably done by Digga
On numerous occasions, the shotty been backed out
And I pulled that trigger
Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow
Free Drilla
R9 got nicked with the dots
Big bro got nicked with the spinner
If you heard that suttin' got bun with the dots
It was probably done by Digga
On numerous occasions, the shotty been backed out
And I pulled that trigger
Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow