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DIGGA
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DIGGA wurde am 22. Dezember 2025 von Independent als Teil des Albums DIGGA - Single veröffentlicht
22. Dezember 2025
LabelIndependent
SpracheDeutsch
BPM166
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

In Hamburg sagt man digga
Ich komme aus PH, back there all my **** say ****
Cut the commercial break, can't you see that I'm on air
Fuck what you wanna say, can't you see that I don't hear
Can't you see that I'm not here
'Cause I'm off too many grams
And I couldn't get realer when I say I don't wanna share
I done smoked too many blands
I ain't looking for a reefer, looking for suttin' more rare
I done broke too many hearts
Lord help me forgive her, maybe one day I would care
And my hoe too petty, she don't want the boy to go leave her
She don't even really wan share
I'm not the dog doing tricks
I'm at the guardhouse with the dogs doing shifts
Miked up in the morning and shit
I might record, but you can't force the release
Pen down, already got 10 down
Forgot the next line, that's quite unfortunately
Blender, cook up and render
This ain't that white, but you're gonna get jumping in it
These guys tryna dirty up my EDGE
Brush their hand off my chest 'cause it seems like they're wanting war
Live life close to the edge
You could never get fed, that's why I always wanted more
Protein, now I'm balancing meals like I'm MasterChef Ramsay Gordon
Bro chill, what they tryna tell me like I can't do what I said that I want
Codeine, all these **** take sips so they can't do what they say that they gon'
OP is how I'd describe me if you're asking me to say how I come
Floating, how I walk on the beat, then I take up my leave, next minute I'm gone
Closing, it's the end of the V, but the beat's still gonna go on and on
In Hamburg sagt man digga
Ich komme aus PH, back there all my **** say ****
Cut the commercial break, can't you see that I'm on air
Fuck what you wanna say, can't you see that I don't hear
Can't you see that I'm not here
'Cause I'm off too many grams
And I couldn't get realer when I say I don't wanna share
I done smoked too many blands
I ain't looking for a reefer, looking for suttin' more rare
I done broke too many hearts
Lord help me forgive her, maybe one day I would care
And my hoe too petty, she don't want the boy to go leave her
She don't even really wan share
Written by: Igonda Asor
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