In My DM

Lyrics

[Intro: BEO Lil Kenny] Mm Mm Yeah Yeah Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: BEO Lil Kenny] Yeah, lil' boy talkin' tough all in my DM, I can't wait to see him Have them steppers walk your ass down, tell 'em put they feet on him All that shit you text and no return, yeah, you gotta delete him Know they said that chopper bullets burn, fuck it, R.I.P. him I'm talkin' gangster shit Fuck around, give 'em the full clip Send you a fifty, you can't get off nan shot, it ain't no dual shit I don't believe that you really like that, I wanna see how you livin' Walkin' through your hood, 7 a.m., we ain't no Jehovah's Witness I just got a call from the Army, they wanna borrow some guns I really do got the rocket launchеr, that's like one and done Don't you еver think I'm soft, homie, I still be plottin' I'm sort of like Dr. Miami, BEO Kenny, he be all 'bout bodies In the back of the double-R with a million cash, I'm playin' chess A call from my PO, say I'm so dope, I failed my drug test I did the money walk in some Ballys I turned my new spot to a palace They turned a murder charge to a mallet I turned my outfit to an island I gotta spend the money 'cause it's pilin' I'm too efficient, niggas be foulin' Ran up a check, now a nigga smilin' I want a song with Cardi B and Nicki I bet that Draco leave 'em sticky I keep that torch on me like a hippie I sold a curveball, it was tricky I'm at the playhouse with some divas I'm buyin' pints up like I'm Bieber I can't go nowhere without the heater They jugg a light ten for a feature I spent five hundred for a tracker I give 'em two G's just to smack 'em I sent my first ten for the backup Let niggas show out, I'ma act up You in my rear view, need to catch up You in my rear view, need to catch up These niggas be cap, pick your hat up I hit a homerun, pick the bat up If you ain't slingin' .9, pick a sack up I swear the HK MG4 break through anything like a hacker I got interrogated by detective, I don't want no McDonald's nor a cracker You niggas big rats, Chuck E. Cheese I threw two tabs back, that's a tease I copped a Hellcat, Need for Speed I put the baddest bitches on they knees We got them new triggers, you can barely touch 'em and they spittin' thirty with the ease All this ice on, nigga, freeze You gon' take somethin'? Nigga, please You better sit down somewhere Before your pussy ass get found somewhere I keep them rounds in here They got a tuxedo you're dyin' to wear See, I ain't too social with niggas I just like boastin' on niggas I ain't makin' no post 'bout no nigga Can't talk to no ho 'bout nigga [Verse 2: Stupid Duke] These niggas be playin' too much (Playin') The last opp got hit with the duck I ain't gon' speak on that truck, lil' homie, you livin', you livin' off luck A nigga said, "Fuck the mob and the pen'," I just got him stuck He a certified bitch, he can't move off his bunk I got the juice, is you crazy? I'm comin' like Donald Trump Two things I ain't seen before, a UFO and a ho wouldn't fuck I had a threesome with that bitch, lil' shorty a real slut If Ricky run, then he done, he get hit with that pump We spinned the block back-to-back, two got shot, one got slumped Smokin' on an opp pack right now, I'm high as fuck We ridin' four-deep with eight guns in this stoley truck These niggas be talkin' to the laws, I ain't speakin' on nothin' I'm takin' everything you give me, I ain't goin' for fronts These niggas finger-lickin' good, remind me of a duck I told 'em, "Don't move out here, the hundred in the trunk" He said, "Take the dope and leave the money," I'm like, "What the fuck?" He said leave the what and take the what? He crazy as fuck He said leave the what and take the what? He crazy as fuck