[Verse 1: DigBar]
It was 10pm, on a Friday night
When I walked into Walmart tryna buy me some slight
Then I spotted me a nigga, 6'10, be his height
When I looked into his eyes, man, he filled me with delight
I said, "Hey! How's your night?"
He said, "Good, my name Dwight"
I was tryna be polite but that boy booty lookin' tight
I said, "Dwight, you from around here?"
God damn, he got a round rear
He said he live in town here
Told me that he just moved down here
I was like, "Bet", I gotta move fast
"I like you and I like yo ass"
"And I really do wanna smash"
"My place, we can both go crash"
He said, "404, 128, 32 then 58"
That nigga just gave me his number so he can come over and get him some dick today
Fast forward, man, it's game time
Pants way below my waistline
My phone started fuckin' ringin', it was that nigga callin' me on facetime
I know I'ma get in his booty, I'm really just hopin' that nigga will take mine
I'ma run up and dunk my nuts like Lebron drivin' down the baseline, it's game time
I open the door, like, what the fuck? He's big and buff
That nigga look tough, we finna get rough
He come in the room, he ain't say shit
Is he ready for this gay shit?
Then he took his pants off, like he finna do graffiti, that boy finna spray shit
He a black nigga so based off stereotypes I'm finna get grape dick
I mean great dick
I hopped on the dick like a spaceship
Like banana, I did me a grey split
And after that, man, y'all know how it all goes
DigBar come through, kickin' them guts nigga, like John Jones
He squirmin' all over, he think it's all over
Man, that nigga got two big old butt-cheeks like Mia Malkova
I tried to warn him about this big old meat nigga 'fore he came over
Then my dick, I finally put him to sleep, nigga, it is game over
It was 10pm, on a Friday night
When I walked into Walmart tryna buy me some slight
Then I spotted me a nigga, 6'10, be his height
When I looked into his eyes, man, he filled me with delight
I said, "Hey! How's your night?"
He said, "Good, my name Dwight"
I was tryna be polite but that boy booty lookin' tight
I said, "Dwight, you from around here?"
God damn, he got a round rear
He said he live in town here
Told me that he just moved down here
I was like, "Bet", I gotta move fast
"I like you and I like yo ass"
"And I really do wanna smash"
"My place, we can both go crash"
He said, "404, 128, 32 then 58"
That nigga just gave me his number so he can come over and get him some dick today
Fast forward, man, it's game time
Pants way below my waistline
My phone started fuckin' ringin', it was that nigga callin' me on facetime
I know I'ma get in his booty, I'm really just hopin' that nigga will take mine
I'ma run up and dunk my nuts like Lebron drivin' down the baseline, it's game time
I open the door, like, what the fuck? He's big and buff
That nigga look tough, we finna get rough
He come in the room, he ain't say shit
Is he ready for this gay shit?
Then he took his pants off, like he finna do graffiti, that boy finna spray shit
He a black nigga so based off stereotypes I'm finna get grape dick
I mean great dick
I hopped on the dick like a spaceship
Like banana, I did me a grey split
And after that, man, y'all know how it all goes
DigBar come through, kickin' them guts nigga, like John Jones
He squirmin' all over, he think it's all over
Man, that nigga got two big old butt-cheeks like Mia Malkova
I tried to warn him about this big old meat nigga 'fore he came over
Then my dick, I finally put him to sleep, nigga, it is game over
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