Lil Baby, U Digg: inside the meaning of the lyrics

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U Digg is the new song released by Lil Baby, featuring Dugg & Veeze. The song became trending since the first day, it was one of the most streamed song during the first days after the release and people is looking to understand the meaning behind the lyrics. In this article we will delve into the lines of the song and the message behind them.

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U Digg: the lyrics and their meaning

Rap songs are often about money. Even in this song, Lil Baby analyses his situation: his rich, everybody knows it and sometimes they take advantage of it. Especially women, who get closer and expect to get money just because they are with him. It’s one of his typical situations and he describes it in the lyrics.

Got three hundred pounds at the spot and they all disappeared, you know where they went
Ain’t worried about a ho tellin’ her best friend I’m cheap, she know I’m rich
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I done ran it up, I ain’t goin’ broke, that s**t ain’t in my thoughts

The complain is that he cannot go on giving away his money to all girls who show poor and needy. Because they don’t prove to be loyal and stay with him afterwards. Therefore, it becomes necessary to be careful and say no, sometimes. They will say that he’s a cheap guy, of course. And that hurts his pride a bit. But he can’t do differently. It’s business, and he needs to preserve his wealth, his lifestyle. And that’s what he says in the chorus.

Got fifties, thirties, switches, every pole, ya dig? (Dig)
Brand new money, blue notes fallin’ out my clothes, ya dig? (Dig)
This my business, can’t nobody know, ya dig? (Nah)
N***a shake my hand but he really wanna cut my throat, ya dig? (Shh)

The rest of the lyrics is a long rant about how Lil Baby’s life goes: he’s rich, they all know it and he feels he needs to protect his wealth from everybody’s attack. Girls who want him to give them money, guys who want to steal it from him. It’s a continuous threat and he needs to be constantly careful.

This is therefore the real meaning of U Digg lyrics: Lil Baby has money, but that doesn’t mean he can give it away with no attention. Wealth is precious and volatile and everybody wants to have a piece of his cake. A cake he built and developed autonomously, and that therefore needs to be protected.

U Digg, short for “Do You Dig?”, means “Do you agree?”. But he doesn’t really need to have confirmations from the others about it.

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The complete lyrics

‘Rari sittin’ on twenty-fours, ya dig?
I cut the b—, she couldn’t play her role, ya dig?
A couple million plus I spent on clothes, ya dig?
B— actin’ like she scared, I bought her a Ghost, ya dig?
These lame-a – rappers tryna see if I f***d they b—, you know I did
Got three hundred pounds at the spot and they all disappeared, you know where they went (What?)
Ain’t worried about a ho tellin’ her best friend I’m cheap, she know I’m rich
Got four-five hoes on a jet and it’s only me, you know I’m lit (Yeah)
I’m a hot head but my heart cold, that b— just won’t unthaw
I done ran it up, I ain’t goin’ broke, that s**t ain’t in my thoughts
I’m a real player, if you play it wrong, you can’t keep the s**t that I bought
Got white girl like Mary Jane, trap swingin’ like Pete Parker
Can’t blame him, that’s my son, he just doin’ the s**t I taught him
On Rodeo in a Maybach, they think that that’s Rick Ross
Wanna f**k me, she a broke b--, sorry boo, that’s a big, “Hell nah”
Wanna sneak diss, it’s cool though, but your a – better not get caught (Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa)

Got fifties, thirties, switches, every pole, ya dig? (Dig)
Brand new money, blue notes fallin’ out my clothes, ya dig? (Dig)
This my business, can’t nobody know, ya dig? (Nah)
N***a shake my hand but he really wanna cut my throat, ya dig? (Shh)
These lame-a – n***as get dropped from left and right, you know I did it (Alright)
When she put her hair in a bun and grab my belt, I’ma know it’s real (Ooh)
I’m heavy handed pouring in, all my cups be over spilled
I done popped me a Akorn pint, this s**t so red like roadkill

That lil’ hunnid thou’, I made that s**t five times, no deally
He rap about opps but ain’t put them hoes down, he silly (Haha)
I’ma shop when I land, I ain’t gotta take no bags, each city (Yeah)
I’m f**n’ his b— and talkin’ about it in my raps, he gon’ kill me
I’m walkin’ a check, got six-fifty on each leg, ya dig? (Yeah)
Dollar Faygo, now it’s worth a band, ya dig? (Ooh)
Amiri flannel blue, I’m dressed like Craig, ya dig? (Ooh)
Just like Simon, b—, better do what I say, ya dig?
I go to the club with it on me, I seen n***s die tryna run to the whip, yeah
My life is a movie like Paid in Full, my uncles, they hate that I’m rich, yeah
I might go to hell, I’ll ice skate with the devil before I put faith in a b—
I f***d her so good, she ain’t ask for the money, I was ‘posed to be payin’ her rent
I’m givin’ the blicks to the shorties for free, but they only get paid for a hit
I’m capital P, how I’m peelin’ these pints and paintin’ these pops like Prince, yeah
It come out the wrapper, it shine and glisten, it look like the flake of a fish
The way I was kickin’ my pimpin’, a regular n***a, he can’t even dig (Damn)
I done dressed up, all my cups look like Suge Knight, you know they red
My Glock so switched, it went from Kris to Caitlyn, you know it’s trans
Who that flew by in the ‘Rari, same color Trae Young? You know that’s twin
I done f**d this ho for a year, I ain’t go on no date, she know we friends (Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa)

Got fifties, thirties, switches, every pole, ya dig? (Dig)
Brand new money, blue notes fallin’ out my clothes, ya dig? (Dig)
This my business, can’t nobody know, ya dig? (Nah)
N***a shake my hand but he really wanna cut my throat, ya dig? (Shh)
These lame-a – n***s get dropped from left and right, you know I did it (Alright)
When she put her hair in a bun and grab my belt, I’ma know it’s real (Ooh)
I’m heavy handed pouring in, all my cups be over spilled
I done popped me a Akorn pint, this s**t so red like roadkill

I’d rather chase that check, that bag, stash nine Ms over 1.5
Damn right, I got a dime, they don’t see me
I was probably wearin’ Tru’s before Chief Keef
Drop a five in the Sprite, b—, pink, pink (Yeah)
If I knock a b___ down, hear, “Ding, ding”
Time to go, Chrome Hearts vest four thousand (Yeah)
What about the coat? Turnt young n***a, I know
Never surrender, n***s askin’ why I tote, bet if I up, I blow
F**d they b--, I know, hundred Gs, five for a show, n**a
I got the ‘Cat, the Track’, the Urus, the ‘Bach, I bet if I call she f** (Hello?)
I got T-Rex the bike, TRX the truck, that s**t like two hundred somethin’ plus
I’m the turntest n**a you know from the city, you dig?
B--, if we catch him, you know we gon’ kill him, on my kids
This Big 4 s**t so for real, I still spin just for the thrill
But where you at? I’m on his heels, pull up on me, I’m at LIV (Miami)