Digga D – Frenches Lyrics

Orchin – Digga D Frenches Lyrics (feat. Timal & Art de rue)

 

Orchin – Digga D Frenches Lyrics (feat. Timal & Art de rue)

Noxious

I made a hundred thousand yesterday, (Blu), I think I need a rest today (Bluuwuu)
Mexico, Cancún, let’s have a getaway (Blu), ‘member the jail times (Blu), prayin’ for better days (Bluuwuu)
I woke up like which influencer’s next on tick list, I wanna hit this
She saw a Smartwhip then saw a big whip, don’t do apartments, I got a big crib (Grr, rah)
Tu sais qu’on est no limit, on va chercher la frappe du Maroc à toute heure (Pah-pah-pah-pah)
Dans l’four, on a trop trimé, les p’tits vont vite passer de piéton à scooter (Bah ouais)

J’ai jamais trop biffé, elle enlève le string à l’arrière de la Cooper (Grr, grr)
Maintenant, j’fais les gros streamings, on pète du champagne, qui veut boire dans ma coupe ? (Grr, rah)
I’m from west, so I’m very fresh, on the wing, I had hash from Marrakesh
Law of attraction, why for the manifest?
I tried to pack him, swung and got a chest
Nike, cool wavy, tout dans le bloc, j’suis ici pour bibi (Rah)
Ta tête est trop cramée, les p’tits vont pas visser, j’crois qu’ça t’as pris pour civil

I made the glee go, woi, woi, woi
I made the pussy say, oui, oui, oui
I done a drill on CCTV, came home, bust case, no more free me
I saw myself on ITV, on foenem, free Digga D (Ah, ouais, ouais, ouais)
Even in jail had my chinger on me (Ah, ouais, ouais, ouais)
Had to ching up my man then I drill it for free (Ah, ouais, ouais, ouais)

De Paname, j’descends à London (Brr, rah), la coca’ revient des DOM-TOM (Brr, rah)
Long chargeur, y a pas de GomCon (Ah, ouch)
I’m in the trenches, but I’m in France
So I’m in the Frenches, she got a glance
Dropped it in seconds, she skilled with balls, tekkers (Ah, ouch)

AMG, c’est normal qu’j’consomme (Bah ouais), la co’-co’ revient des DOM-TOM (Bah ouais)
De Paname, j’descends à London (Ah, ouch)
I had my flick knife drillin’ in school days
Got caught sellin’ weed in the hallways
I had my flick knife on me, that’s always (Ah, ouch)
Blu, blu, blu, bluuwuu

J’ai coupé la prod’ comme un boucher, les coucher, j’y pense quand j’suis seul dans les bouchons (Brr, rah)
Les policiers me font tousser, j’vais bouffer sur les prochaines drogues que nous touchons (Ah)
La zone est carbo (Ah), j’m’enfume dans le nardo (Ah)
Bah ouais, j’ai d’jà barbé, quand tu t’aperçois, il est tard, gros (Bah ouais)
I got the most firearms in England (*whistle*), the United Kingdom (Baow, baow)
If we ain’t got swaps, we ching them (Ching), fidget and swing them, tackle and leave them injured (Yeah, yeah)
Tackle and leave them injured

I made the glee go, woi, woi, woi
I made the pussy say, oui, oui, oui
I done a drill on CCTV, came home, bust case, no more free me
I saw myself on ITV, on foenem, free Digga D (Ah, ouais, ouais, ouais)
Even in jail had my chinger on me (Ah, ouais, ouais, ouais)
Had to ching up my man then I drill it for free (Ah, ouais, ouais, ouais)

De Paname, j’descends à London (Brr, rah), la coca’ revient des DOM-TOM (Brr, rah)
Long chargeur, y a pas de GomCon (Ah, ouch)
I’m in the trenches, but I’m in France
So I’m in the Frenches, she got a glance
Dropped it in seconds, she skilled with balls, tekkers (Ah, ouch)

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AMG, c’est normal qu’j’consomme (Bah ouais), la co’-co’ revient des DOM-TOM (Bah ouais)
De Paname, j’descends à London (Ah, ouch)
I had my flick knife drillin’ in school days
Got caught sellin’ weed in the hallways
I had my flick knife on me, that’s always (Ah, ouch)

Ah, ouch
Ah, ouch
Ah, ouch