Lyrics Woah Vicky (Digits) - Maison2500

I'ma just smoke that pack and call you back
I ain't even talking back ima let you rant (Hey)
Going through my phone, seeing things you shouldn't have
And this shit got you mad, so pissy
We just blew a bag, go Fiji
She a different brag, woah Vicky
We been popping tags, blowing digits
Slide up as soon as she land, i pipe up as soon as she hit me
I spend a cool lil grand, I spend a cool lil 50
I smoke down that pound, I blow down them ciggies

Already popped that Xan
Way before the fight, so I don't even know who's winning
I ain't even trying to be right, I already know that feeling
I just want to get you right, I just wanna get you right
I want to get you outta your head, come outta your mind
If pain isn't perfect, why do you smile if you wanna cry?
If you keep your trouble, you can't be surprised what you find
Life move too fast you can't stumble, it's really no time to rewind
I see dragons and elves and bells
I get so high I get lost in my mind
I get so high I can beam through time
Damn near almost lost my brother for second time

I'ma just smoke that pack and call you back
I ain't even talking back ima let you rant (Hey)
Going through my phone, seeing things you shouldn't have
And this shit got you mad, so pissy
We just blew a bag, go Fiji
She a different brag, woah Vicky
We been popping tags, blowing digits
Slide up as soon as she land, i pipe up as soon as she hit me

(Haitian girl, my lil Haitian girl)