Lyrics Bine On 'Em - Digga D

Yo
CGM Shit
Cherish God More
Chef * Mali's
Consistency Gets Money
Consistently Going *
Christ Guides Me
Know the fucking vibes
Conspiracy Gang Members
Point blank bitch
They put a bullet in my head rest
I guess that I'm blessed
They think it's Guzu that I'm working putting powers to test
Shit Bang! see the passenger get one in the chest
I can't duck because driver whilst their binning I'm stressed
I took a left the car crashed but I aint panic I'm calm
I thought they got me but they never
It's just glass in my arm
Who gave them confidence I hope they know it's on for them
Nigga this the consequence of making nigga's want revenge
Back to back we're spinning ask them boys they know what's happening
Got him for 100k in cash they said I trackered him
Four brehs in two years tell me how them boys are managing
Three by the guys and allies but one of them on accident
I been bullying that pussy for a while that aint my enemy
Can't talk about no violence in the streets they mention *
Nigga's tryna test me hope you're ready for that energy
Trolling with my ex and now he's stretched in the...
I put bine on em
So the feds don't want me free
I put bine on em
Free the guys in HMP
I put bine on em
Now he's in the cemetery
I put bine on em

My family's playing dirty games
Cool with guys that wanna send me to them pearly gates
So if my youngen shoots my cousin with this .38
I'm on his side I'll probably pay him for that certi aim
We're tryna blow out brains
Diss on t rose
We've been spraying up their blocks the opps know
Could be rayners could be drayton, could be stone
Cold be but it certainly aint *
I put bine on them
So the feds don't want me free
I put bine on them
Free the guys in HMP
I put bine on them
Now he's in the cemetery
I put bine on them