RaRa

Lyrics

[Intro] That boy brown on my kid [Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez] Rylo, how you blow up quick and take your niggas with ya? Rylo, why you ain't locked up cause first night, you had hit her? Rylo, why you got on Gucci, she not Keisha Davis Rylo, how you pack the stadium out without Tom Brady? Rylo, buy Dior like fruit, yeah I got all pairs Rylo, why you turn his shooters into pallbearers? Rylo, how you take losses and make up for it like Matt [?] Rylo, I just knocked 'em off, cool what's your cashapp? Rylo, why you make me pull up knowin' I'm on my period? Lil' hoe, that don't mean you bleeding out your mouth is it? Rylo, why you pull up sports car, like the fast and furious? Rylo, had them jeans on [?] straight , but these Amiris [Verse 1: Lil Durk] Ay Durk, I'm seeing he growing up having a bunch of money Ay Durk, I know the killers the muderers turned to junkies Ay Durk, I know some niggas that died who really deserved it Ay Durk, I know some niggas with names that ran out of money Ay Durk, I know youngins that sleep, and don't leave the block Ay Durk, them shordies go crazy with dracs, don't need the Glocks Ay Durk, house arrest, still come outside, they don't leave they box Ay Durk, some niggas gotta pay the wolves not eat 'em up Ay Durk and we was up geekin', I caught me a case in Atlanta Ay Durk, I gave the Gucci store my line, they hit me when they get designer Ay Durk, see we ain't finessing for all of our flights, you hang with a scammer Ay Durk, know a nigga got 20 years for a gun, wasn't even his hammer Every time you go to another nigga, see a nigga, say its his, but I know he a capper Ay Durk, protect my brother with my soul, can't let nun' happen Ay Durk, you let me leave, right here right now, we gone catch you in traffic Ay Durk, gotta tip my hat to the niggas in the trenches who survivin'