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Ya Dig
102
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ya Dig è stato pubblicato il 10 aprile 2026 da Dice Money Independent Artist come parte dell'album Ya Dig - Single
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Data di uscita10 aprile 2026
EtichettaDice Money Independent Artist
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM74

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
So Yhani
So Yhani
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
So Yhani
So Yhani
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Poppi Escobar
Poppi Escobar
Engineer

Testi

Man I was just chopping it up
With my **** Beezy
& my **** poppi & shit
I just told them ****
Ima be the greatest
My **** poppi say
Yop
Yop
Yop
Yop
I say
Ya dig
Ya dig
Ya dig
Ya dig
Come on
Go
I'm in the yo right now
With the gang clicked up
We ain't running no one's
Ever been attached to a hoe
But can't leave
Get your heart broke twice
When the hoe really done
I can feel it
Depressed in the litest night club
I ain't having no fun
These promoters be tripping
I ain't hosting your club
If I can't bring my gun
CLABOW
The whole hood thinking I made it
I'm just getting started
Had to shop at the same store
Twice everyday
Since I spotted fine shit
At the target
Bitch I'm big in the hood
And you know I'm the plug
Told my ex I'm the largest
A hundred percent independent
Un fuck able with
I'm the hardest
I pulled up to the club
Twenty deep
Holding everybody's fye
Ain't no searching the artist
She wanna have my baby & shit
That scared me away
Go home
I took that hoe to a safari
They thought I was google
I came with that chrome
Why this bitch lookin like Cardi
Till I seen her Body
She left B at home
Ya diggs
I'm still dealing
With heartache
I'm just trying to crack
Yeah I'm having money
But I can't be giving it out
That shit fuck up the pack
I'm getting older & colder
Got shit to get done
Ain't no time left to slack
Growing up
We weren't stable
Like every year round
We saw mama dukes packing
Say these **** just talk like they real
But don't show it
These **** be capping
So paranoid
Left my phone in the car
I'm downstairs with the fye
I ain't lacking
I wish my uncle could see
How I made us a way
Really made this shit happen
I'm finna send this here song
To my lil **** Chance
Let me know if it's slapping
Come on
Ya dig
Ya dig
Ya dig
Ya dig
Ya dig
Ya dig
Ya dig
Go
I'm in the yo right now
With the gang clicked up
We ain't running no one's
Ever been attached to a hoe
But can't leave
Get your heart broke twice
When the hoe really done
I can feel it
Depressed in the litest night club
I ain't having no fun
These promoters be tripping
I ain't hosting your club
If I can't bring my gun
CLABOW
The whole hood thinking I made it
I'm just getting started
Had to shop at the same store
Twice everyday
Since I spotted fine shit
At the target
Bitch I'm big in the hood
And you know I'm the plug
Told my ex I'm the largest
A hundred percent independent
Un fuck able with
I'm the hardest
I pulled up to the club
Twenty deep
Holding everybody's fye
Ain't no searching the artist
Ya dig
Ya dig
Ya dig
Ya dig
Come on
Written by: So Yhani
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