Chief Rhys Freestyle

Digga D

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Digga D

Rhys Angelo Emile Herbert (born 29 June 2000), known professionally as Digga D, is a British rapper. He rose to fame in 2017 along with his UK drill collective 1011. His mixtapes Double Tap Diaries and Made In The Pyrex reached No. 11 and 3 on the UK Albums Chart, respectively. His third mixtape Noughty By Nature was released on 15 April 2022, debuting at number one on the UK Albums Chart. Considered to be one of the pioneers of the UK drill scene, he is the founder of his current record label, Black Money Records (BMR) and managed by Groundworks.Some of his music videos have garnered attention among law enforcement, resulting in a Criminal Behaviour Order (CBO) taken against the collective, and he has been in and out of prison during the singles and videos'… more »


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(It's Kosfinger, baby)
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

One shot, two shot, three shot
Four shot, five shot
Six shots stuffed in a Magnum
Seven shot, eight shot, nine shot, ten
Shot, eleven shots, twelve shots
Jump out the mad ting
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, one
In the brain
That's sixteen stuffed in the GP
(It's Kosfinger, baby)
Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty
Got plenty of shells in the SK

Jump out, tan him up (Beep, beep)
When my head gets hot and I've had enough
On my life, with my knife, I'll stab him up
I don't take baddin' up
Go there, jump out, tan him up (Beep, beep)
When my head gets hot and I've had enough
On my life, with my knife, I'll stab him up
I don't take baddin' up
Go there, jump out, tan him up

From young, I've been runnin' these streets
(yeah) had bare girls sayin' they
Don't like little Rhys (Brrt, brrt)
All they heard was "Bang, bang, " Chief Keef
My circle GB 'til my tank's on E (Brrt, brrt)
Every year, their numbers decrease (yeah)
Every year, one of them get found
It's deceased (Bap)
Went jail, touched road
Had to liven the beef (Bap)
I'll free up the glee, whoosh
Try put five in his tee
Don't talk about Digga and friendships (No)
Make my head get hot and I'll end it
(yeah, yeah)
If it's up, then it's stuck, it ain't mendin'
Stab 'til my knife get stuck
It ain't bendin'
My favourite sports in school was fencin'
Got caught on the fence, so they drenched him
(Wet him up)
He tried bring a BB gun to the next ting
(Brrt, brrt)
Aim for his head, I'ma knock some sense in
(Bang)
With my knife in my hand, I'm a different man
Start clickin' it, bang
Know the spinner won't jam
All them niggas know us or
Them niggas know gang
We don't know none of them
'cah them niggas don't bang
I don't hang out the car and shoot from far
I like gettin' up close and personal
With my knife, I'm surgical (Bang)
Swing my sword with force and chop

Jump out, tan him up
When my head gets hot and I've had enough
(Bang)
On my life, with my knife, I'll stab him up
I don't take baddin' up
Go there, jump out, tan him up
(Beep, beep, bang, bang)
When my head gets hot and I've had enough
(Bang)
On my life, with my knife, I'll stab him up
(Bang) i don't take baddin' up
Go there, jump out, tan him up

Aight, look, let me get devilish
Knifeman, handgun, shotgun specialist (Brrt)
Most of my paigons know where Heaven is
We don't, we know where man's weapon is
(Baow)
We go where them man chill and pepper it
Shot from the edge of the box
Made him header it
Tried to be relevant, chop man's
Melon, f*ck bein' a felon
Got rid of the evidence (Bap)

One shot, two shot, three shot
Four shot, five shot
Six shots stuffed in a Magnum
(Grrah, grrah, bang)
Seven shot, eight shot, nine shot, ten
Shot, eleven shots, twelve shots
Jump out the mad ting (Grrah, grrah, bang)
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, one
In the brain
That's sixteen stuffed in the GP
(It's Kosfinger, baby)
Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty
Got plenty of shells in the SK

Jump out, tan him up (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
When my head gets hot and I've had enough
On my life, with my knife, I'll stab him up
I don't take baddin' up
Go there, jump out, tan him up (Beep, beep)
When my head gets hot and I've had enough
On my life, with my knife, I'll stab him up
I don't take baddin' up
Go there, jump out, tan him up

I'm a gorilla in a fuckin' coupe
Finna pull up to the zoo, nigga
Who, nigga? Who the f*ck is
You? I don't know, nigga
No, nigga, pull up on your
Block, we gon' blow, nigga
Go, nigga, run, nigga, run for the po', nigga
(Police, nigga)
Gas what I smoke, nigga (Nigga, smoke)
Feds at my door, jump out the window, nigga
(Window)
No, you can't get no money, you silly ho
(Silly ho)
I just hit a stain, faneto (Faneto)

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Written by: Keith Cozart, Oliver Nazemi, Rhys Herbert

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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