[Intro] Got you hooked Made you look Come out the studio Get out the book [Verse 1] Start listening, start building, make waves, move ground I know you hear this rhythm, yeah, this shit going down Got your hook I sound profound 'cause I know what I'm doin' Everything you're telling me, I'm already pursuin' Another Friday, something unexpected K-O-A got an AP, cool, let's wreck it I ain't scared of ultimatums, you ready? I got more Groundwork in the vocal, got the rhythm at your door Lyrical dealer, keeping ears doped up One verse hit clean, now you need another cup Fuck the Digi, ain't no ceiling in the sky Yeah, I'm fly, yeah, I'm cool, still don't need to tell you why These lines ain't po', nobody voted this in Straight out the mouth, then the beat let it spin Hear me good, now feel me better Digi got the pressure and the pocket getting heavier [Chorus] Got you hooked Made you look Made you look Made you look Come out the studio Get out the book Get out the book Get out the book Got you hooked Now you shook Digi, Digi, put the flame where the whole room cook Got you hooked Got you hooked Got you hooked Got you hooked [Verse 2] I know, I know you want more, let your ears get high Let your mind break loose while the low end multiply More than lyrics, more than lines, more than freestyle Laid across somebody's design, I've been time shift Metal in the drums, dark trap in the socket Bell up top, organ down low, airway hit, make a damn seat go I don't miss instruments, I make 'em converse Kick answer bass, strings answer verse, chirp answer words, scratch answer snare Everything moving like it know why it's there Why is there? Did you know? No crime, but maybe it should be Giving you this much every damn week for free Straight from me, no middle man, no disguise Pure uncut rhythm with the truth in his eyes Call me master, nah, call me prepared Still the same Digi with another layer there Grace in the chaos, elegance in flame, don't get it twisted Remember the name [Bridge] Who got the beat, Digi? Who made it flip, Digi? Who got 'em hooked, you already know [Verse 3] Now the room got weight, now the flow got breath Every punch so low, make the speaker flex Not sloppy, not blown, every frequency placed Let the sub hit your body while the vocal hit your face I keep it urban, keep it raw, keep it tight Put a halo on the harmony, then drag it through the night Southern organ crying, metal drum swang Dark pop edge while the trap hat stained See, that's the difference I don't stack noise, I build pressure Give every sound its own damn measure, then pull it back Just long enough for you to miss it, then bring that motherfucker back Like you requested from your head to your chest To your hand to your soul [Chorus] Got you hooked Got you hooked Got you hooked Got you hooked Made you look Made you look Come out the studio Get out the book Get out the book Get out the book Got you hooked Got you hooked Now you shook Digi, Digi got the rhythm and the whole room took Made you move, make you feel, bet you want another one if the first beat hit Wait until the next one comes Got you hooked Got you hooked Got you hooked Got you hooked Got you hooked Got you hooked Got you hooked Got you hooked
