Drake - Digital Dash (Lyrics)

[Intro: Future]

My dope in the bushes

My dope in the bushes

I know how to cook it

My bitch good looking

My bitch good looking

My bitch good looking

My dope in the bushes

I know how to cook it

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Future]

I did the digital dash

I fuck your bitch in the passenger

I give the junky a blast

I send that dope to lil mama

Out on the street like the mama

You rats will never be honorable

They know I'mma kid of my word

A hustler the first to the first

[Verse 1: Future]

These bitches be naggin the kid

They get on my motherfucking nerves

I showed her my racks and they let me

I'm smokin' that pack on muddy

Taliban on these hoes

Give a Xan to these hoes

Gotta plan with they nose

I sleep on the beach off the avenue

I came to your city with revenue

I put in work it was evident

I slide on your ass in the 7 deuce

Come back on your bitch in a 6-trey

Chevy, Mercedes I keep em' comin'

Fuck all these bitches I keep em' comin'

I pull up right now I'm parallel

I hit your block with them swangers

My niggas ain't nothin' but some bangers

I sit in the trap with the gangsters

You don't come around here cause its dangerous

I be hangin' around here and I'm famous

Gotta keep the trigger by my finger

Hit her sideways when I banged her

In the driveway on a perc

I was sideways on a perc

Had a stick on me, thats a first

Got your bitch on me gettin' murked

I post up and thats confident

I boast up in a drop 6

Gotta Ghost Royce and I pop shit

I'm a dope boy with that cock trip

I came in the game I had crack on me

Got big with my bag with some Act on me

I'm single and shit and she lash on me

I told em' I'm back on my bachelor

I get focused on millions and everything

I just took me a trip out to Africa

See how we came from the mud and the bottom, we did it

I see how they countin' this out

Bet they ain't never gonna do it again

You see why these niggas be hatin', ignorin, I'm goin' right in

I was born to get this money in this life of sin

I bought up before they got my dog on murder again

See the fire come out the ass on the Lamborghini

When you say you love a nigga do you really mean it

When I was sleepin' on the floor you shoulda seen how they treat me

I pour the Actavis and pop pills so I can fight the demons

[Hook: Future]

I did the digital dash

I fuck the bitch in the passenger

I give the junky a blast

I send that dope to lil mama

You rats will never be honorable

They know I'mma kid of my word

A hustler the first to the first

[Verse 2: Drake]

These bitches be nagging the kid

Fuck it, it is what it is, if you get hit you get hit

I don't forget or forgive

Told myself never again, I don't let nobody in

Super just showed out again

And we just keep servin' and servin' again

And again and again and again

I move the game up, I'm reckless

I'm Harlem shaking through the pressure

I might put Diddy on my next shit

I might could fit you in on a Wednesday

I'm not here for no pretend shit

Just walked in with a girl that's making triple what I'm making, what an entrance

That's when you know its a body

Zone 6, they know it's a body

Kirkwood, they know it's a body

Lil Mexico know it's a body

Scooter in here with the zombies

Gucci get out it's a problem

I might take Quentin to Follies

You hate your life, just be honest

I got the digital dash

She want a picture with all of my niggas that just made the visual last

But she too embarrassed to ask

I got my foot on their neck and my foot on the gas

You remind me of a quarterback, that shit is all in the past

Esco and Boomin they got it on smash

And I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the, I

[Hook: Future]

I did the digital dash

I fuck the bitch on the passenger

I give the junky a blast

I send that dope to lil mama