DigBar
PRETTY POISON
[Verse 1: mannyily & DigBar]
Catch me out front for these bands, I can't count, bruh
Big checks, bitch I'm already seein' big amounts, yuh
Pluggie on the block, 'finna go and cop a ounce, yuh (pew, pew)
Big Glock, now I got 'em mooin' like a cow, yeah
Rich plug in my city, bitch, I got like fifty bands
Holdin' up a Glock, I'ma make 'em hit the griddy, man
'Boutta do a show, so I do it in my city, man
Rocket on my side, I'ma blast you like I'm Megaman
(Damn, man you tryna carry the whole song)

[Verse 2: DigBar]
It's-it's DigBar the goat, big drip like a [?]
I'll slide in your bitch, real slick like some butter
Which lip should I pick? I got so many options
Stick on my hip, so approach me with caution
The seats in the whip all red like a strawberry
My n***as like a bunch of running backs, cause they all carry
Y'all some broke n***as and y'all don't know the remedy (no remedy)
I knew I run it up since the middle and elementary

[Verse 3: mannyily]
I just smacked the fuck out of grandma and stole her shit (Stole her shit!)
I just smacked the fuck out of grandpa and stole his shit (Stole his shit!)
Golden ass pussy, bitch got an expensive clit (QUEEE!!!!)
If you talkin' down, I pull up with extended clip (haha)
Perc 30 got my ass floatin' like a mannequin (pew pew pew)
Catch me in the corner, skywalkin' like I'm Anakin (pew pew pew pew)
I'll be in your city, if you see me, I'm Dominican
P-P-Pull up on the opps, while I'm leavin, out the [?]
[Verse 4: DigBar]
I-I-I got a good eye for the money, like I eat carrots (On God)
N***as copy everything I do, more than three parrots (On God)
If you got a issue to address, n***a please share it (On God)
She got knee problems, when she got me, she gon' repair it (On God)
It's DigBar and Manny, we fuck on yo granny
We both got like 200k in the fanny
Convertible whip, it look like it jus' got decapitated
I'm a young money CEO, bitch I graduated

[Verse 5: mannyily]
Fat bitches, if I pick 'em up, I'ma break my spine (Ow)
Trippin off the acid in the function, watchin' Family Guy
Think I'm lyin? Bitch you know [?]
Perc 30 really got me feelin' like a demigod
You ain't really bout it, I can tell how you tote the nine (Heh)
Bitch you wanna fuck, so I tell her "Go get in line"
Had to spin back on the block, for some extra fries
Really bitch, do it look like I do exercise?

[Verse 6: DigBar]
E-E-E-E-E-Every time we drop a song, it's always floppin'
It got no views, man, that n***a just like Chris Paul
They just fucked my order up at Wendy's, got me pissed off (What the fuck?)
Threw the food at me, and they told me that my dick small (What the fuck?)
Why, the fuck, does Wendys have beef with me? (Oh nah)
I'ma spin back with the chop and go three for three
Red, fans, plaques and a tour
That's what I call a motherfuckin' four for four (Four for four n***a)
[Outro: DigBar]
Get it, like, four for four from Wendy's and, four, uh, I mentioned four things, uh. Yessir
Bitch