Текст песни Figures - KA$HDAMI

Grrah-boaw-boaw-boaw
Bee, fah, fah

Made the opp disappear, nigga, like a genie
Your bitch givin' head, like a beanie
He cap for the net, 'cause he won't come see me
I'm signed to the streets, I ain't signin' no treaty
And I'm movin' these packs like a motherfuckin' widget
And I'm spinnin' his block like a motherfuckin' fidget
You rock hand me down, nigga, my shit fitted
I ain't goin' for nothin', yo' whole block get it

Don't go back there, boy, yo' thot in the back
I came up off a play, and I ain't goin' back
Boy, you niggas ain't gang, ain't no flag on your back
I'm fuckin' this bitch, and I'm pullin' her tracks
If he keep talkin' shit, I'ma send him his bitch traps
Me and my gang got big straps
Said he bettеr than me, I don't get that
And yo' man just died, gеt your lick back

You needa get your lick back, nigga
I'm in New York, and I'm countin' up figures
Hundreds and fifties look good in my pictures
These niggas want beef with me just 'cause I'm richer
Lil' Dami goin' up
I ain't lovin' these hoes, they gon' fuck up my trust
G-gettin' this money a must
If my bro throw the oop, I'ma run that shit up

Made a opp disappear, nigga, like a genie
Your bitch givin' head, like a beanie
He cap for the net, 'cause he won't come see me
I'm signed to the streets, I ain't signin' no treaty
And I'm movin' these packs like a motherfuckin' widget
And I'm spinnin' his block like a motherfuckin' fidget
You rock hand me down, nigga, my shit fitted
I ain't goin' for nothin', yo' whole block get it

Don't go back there, boy, yo' thot in the back
I came up off a play, and I ain't goin' back
Boy, you niggas ain't gang, ain't no flag on your back
I'm fuckin' this bitch, and I'm pullin' her tracks
If he keep talkin' shit, I'ma send him his bitch traps
Me and my gang got big straps
Said he better than me, I don't get that
And yo' man just died, get your lick back

You needa get your lick back, nigga
I'm in New York, and I'm countin' up figures
Hundreds and fifties look good in my pictures
These niggas want beef with me just 'cause I'm richer
Lil' Dami goin' up
I ain't lovin' these hoes, they gon' fuck up my trust
G-gettin' this money a must
If my bro throw the oop, I'ma run that shit up (gang!)