Part 1

[Intro: Charlie Sloth & Digga D]

You know what time it is when you hear this right

Let's get ready to rumble

Digga D in the building

Double Tap Diaries out there right now man

Right now, grab that, No Diet

Your name's ringing out there Digga

Come on

Let's go bro, let's get 'em, let's go

Look

Round one, let's turn up bro

Listen

[Verse 1]

We ain't in Puerto Rico, let me tell you this West Side story

I ain't talking Finding Nemo but they just keep swimming like Dory

Just keep swimming, keep swinging

Just keep chinging, push that blade deep in him

We know, they know, I know

How much times they swam outside? Them boy love lido

I know, they know, we know CJ got all three, no Migos

Now it's CJ on free flow

Don't get stitched like Lilo and then snitch, stick to the G-code

Need me a reload, trap, jugg for a kilo

I'll catch me a M for the hunchos, I got hundos stacked from Nino

Nino Brown, it's peak when we come 'round

I feel like bro, the way that I got him down

Me and my cartel pull up, pop corn where they're holding the vibes

I'm black still moving Charlie, Charlie wing I was movin' spice

I heard there's a bounty, I might tell ***** take that ******

If my trap phone's saying it's busy, it's signal, I'm always running my line

Just got me a pipe, got a star in the hood like Strydes

Bro don't run out of bars like Chip, slick, he won't have less than nine

And I ain't a youngen no more, the phones I control are mine

I bish-bash-bosh the Buj, I stack and stay on my grind

I bish-bash-bosh, the B's lethal and it's one of a kind

Jeepers Creepers, we keepers on whatever we find

I took them waps and turned them mine

Man can't press on my buttons, I'll press on my suttin', no comment to swine

I hit five inches away from his spine

Splash-splash, yuck-yuck, who's that? Jakes? Oi, duck-duck

Bro don't run out of breath, stress, he might just run out of luck

I'm tired of seeing these govs, I just left Wano, you just left Scrubs

Felts, cooks swinging our plugs, outside charge, I'm seeing the judge

Real niggas know that I've kept up fuckery, bun mans skin point blank with the brucky

Been tryna turn man duppy, watch his blood splatter, that's lovely

I just come back from country, my toes dem stink and my hair looks grubby

And I feel like to get down bro when I came back home and my dick was rusty

I can rap that stuff cah I done that, catch man lacking and bun that

Man can't talk 'bout worker, see the phone's that I got? Man run that

Yosh got the wheel, we skrring, drove past an opp, clock, turn and spun that

Tell bro put his foot on the clutch and put it in 1 when you see man run back

Blood on my shank, man keep it and clean it, shot that shit if I'm paro'

All of my hittas are hungry, get your shit jacked like Sparrow

Shotty come long like Hunch', chop that barrel and the back of the handle

I hate taking L's, this flip can't flop like sandals

Push bike with a 15 inch, T-T make the phoneline ring so I serve them

Can't question my workers work rate, all I do is divert them

Can't question my badness, see the straps that I got? Man earnt them

You won't do it for the gang, that's certain

Go do it for your mum, that's urgent

Part 2

[Interlude: Digga D & Charlie Soth]

Come on

Come on, man like Digga D in the building

I see you my guy

Streets been waiting for this one forreal, forreal

Forreal man

Forreal, forreal and we're just warming on 'em bro

M1OnTheBeat

Round 2, final lap Digga

Let's show them why you're that guy right now bruh

Listen

Crash that corn, that's BA, in EA, it's in the game

Drip, drip like my chain

Two bells in the gauge

Come on

Listen, look

[Verse 1]

I got beef with white yutes but I got black opps too

If I get that call of duty, pull up and crash, no Bandicoot

Been dodging the obbo, you know how much sims that man ran through?

Keep that one on the low, that bro gets dough and you have no clue

My ting won't jam well I wanted *****, there's no need for speed

Splash him, assassin, man don't box like Creed

T-T, this grub ain't draggin' from a ball to a Z

No, I don't play in the station, you can't throw dirt on we

I trap, you F, see the difference?

I planned that getaway proper, I just tried pack man from a distance

I'm a bully, food get teken', swing that weapon, I need more assistance

Largest pokey when the M, he's too on, bro don't listen

Look how we done it with L1, I'm sure that we got R too

R1 or 3 double 0, I'll press, come try when I'm passing through

What's the angle? No Randall in my circle, I'll shoot

I'll shoot, press the O, the same way I do it with food

Don't run with your girl, get your princess cut, old school, I used to see Z's

Now it's straight Nina's and up, yo, let's shine like VVS'

You know that's flawless grub, I took her VS1

Ball in her tongue, flawless uck and her pum-pum's fat as fuck

So much smoke in the ride it's got two decks, I'll let that buss'

You don't wanna see that flash so stay in you lane and you won't get touched

Popo know it ain't them, they keep fucking blaming us

Whenever the corn get buss' they kick up a fuss, panic and dust

[Outro: Charlie Sloth & Digga D]

Come on

Come on

Digga D

You get me

I see you my guy, Double Tap Diaries out right now

Right now, No Diet

Go get the ting, go get the ting

Oi, bro it's been a beautiful year for you already man

Truss me

Come on, just gotta make sure you stay around, make sure it stays beautiful

Defo

I see you bro, Double Tap Diaries out there right now, it's important

You done your thing bro, shut it down forreal, forreal

And that right there, that right there is Fire In The Booth