CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hard to Digest
Hundred round, Kel-Tec
Bullets hard to digest, uh (Gezin)
Hundred round, Kel-Tec
Bullets hard to digest, yes (808 Mafia)
(What up Jake? What up Chris? What up [Donovan?])
Let's go (Ayy)
Hundred round, Kel-Tec
Bullets hard to digest, yes
Got my hand on her breasts
You need to get somethin' off your chest, yes
I'm in the gym, bowflex!
Where I come from, the projects
Vector with the big tits
My family I will protect
Mr. Miyagi, I chop it, I bag it, I sell it
The studio, just like a trap house
They Master Splinter, they rattin', they snitchin', they tellin'
There's too many fakes on the real now
Tellin' everybody that they got it on em right now
Versace long sleeve cover up the light house
I ride around like I live in the White House
I remember, I was collecting quarters for White Owls
Bullets hard to digest, uh (Gezin)
Hundred round, Kel-Tec
Bullets hard to digest, yes (808 Mafia)
(What up Jake? What up Chris? What up [Donovan?])
Let's go (Ayy)
Hundred round, Kel-Tec
Bullets hard to digest, yes
Got my hand on her breasts
You need to get somethin' off your chest, yes
I'm in the gym, bowflex!
Where I come from, the projects
Vector with the big tits
My family I will protect
Mr. Miyagi, I chop it, I bag it, I sell it
The studio, just like a trap house
They Master Splinter, they rattin', they snitchin', they tellin'
There's too many fakes on the real now
Tellin' everybody that they got it on em right now
Versace long sleeve cover up the light house
I ride around like I live in the White House
I remember, I was collecting quarters for White Owls
