Aye, Gang
Digits World
BWC, Black Gaza

[Chorus]
I was riding a bird
I weren't flying away
I was in the jailhouse next to the seaside
Thinking I shoulda been in Greece like Drake
Right now we got a lot of beef on our plate
So we're tryna share some corn with dem man
Even though dem man already ate
Them n***as ain't eating right
They just eating bine and blades
I can tell they afraid
If you can't play chess then you're losing the game
Gotta know how to move, man's spilling his juice
I ain't gonna just be G checking your mate
So he bеtter choose his bredrins wisеly
Or it's likely he'll go under the floor
He said he's on me but my mans broke
So when I see him imma break him more

[Verse 1]
I plan moves because I think about money all the time
So of course there's money on my head
Making the wrong move could cost you a lot
And your life is something you don't wanna spend
I'm wearing gloves not cuz it's cold
But because it's hot if I don't
Never tell a bitch what I got in my stack
I invest in smoke cuz I stole all the hoes
The movie only goes right when you plan them (When you plan them)
So we planned it
Cuz the last time that I checked I'm mixed race
The feds ain't catching me red-handed
Skip through the long grass
Trainers stuck in the mud now they're looking like they're not even branded
016 I went jail for a shanking
He was in Kentucky Fried Chicken collapsing
As long as the internet think you're a savage
You think you're a savage that's not how it works
We don't care how they make it look to the net
Cuz the truth is them n***as are hurt
They didn't get back for what happened to him
They just printed his face on a few t-shirts
They didn't get back for what happened to him
They just printed his face on a few t-shirts (Fucking nerds)
We all wanna sit but to see our result
We ain't gotta go gym are you dumb
I'm pushing the 9 bells in
Bro prayed he was dead when the gun got left (Dead when the gun got left)
They're only bad on the keyboard till I enter and I make them shift
Ching put blood on my knife now I'm shaking it off like Taylor Swift
[Chorus]
I was riding a bird
I weren't flying away
I was in the jailhouse next to the seaside
Thinking I shoulda been in Greece like Drake
Right now we got a lot of beef on our plate
So we're tryna share some corn with dem man
Even though dem man already ate
Them n***as ain't eating right
They just eating bine and blades
I can tell they afraid
If you can't play chess then you're losing the game
Gotta know how to move, man's spilling his juice
I ain't gonna just be G checking your mate
So he better choose his bredrins wisely
Or it's likely he'll go under the floor
He said he's on me but my mans broke
So when I see him imma break him more