The Truth [Part 2] Digga D

[Verse 1]
Take the Pyrex out the microwave, and put that straight in the sink (Whip)
Copy them numbers, you can lose them all in a blink
Stab first, we don't think (Ching)
Free my bros on the wing (Free them)
Take the rock out the Pyrex, put it in pebs and wrap it in cling (Trap, trap)
Trap, mash, get bread, my Nokia rings
Most times I spend my profit on tings
Not gyal, the thing that gives niggas rings (RIP)
Fling on my ring, and dance on my jings
I rate J Hus but I don't lean and bop (No, I don't)
Hand out the window, I lean and pop (Bow)
10 plus 1 that's a demon spot (Bow)
Who wants smoke with any of my niggas?
Can't you see Huncho there with the dots (Twelve gauge)
J Sav soon reach for the Remington
Clean up any stain with his mops
10 plus 1, bang on the 1 plus 8
10.5, 28 on the flake (The yola)
I lost 2 grams on the drive
Now I got 26 grams on the plate (Shit then)
I say what I want and no one can stop me, everyone tells me I'm bait
I put all of my trust in guns, can't rely on the soul 'cah everyone's fake (Trust me)
I'll take food off anyone's plate (Anyone)
And I'll lurk on any estate (Anywhere)
And I swear that you're my man's bredrin?
Ching, hold that splash for your mate