Lil Durk

Lyrics

[Intro: EastKen] Yeah (J, this shit too crazy) I like this [Verse: EastKen] I say dog can't come around 'cause he be movin' iffy I'm in a shootout, my gun jam, I don't trip, 'cause Wayne shootin' with me Bought my first zip of counterfeit, hit his ass with Diddys Baby, I ain't tryna feel your vibe, show me ass and titties Me and Scoot came in with twin Glocks, call 'em Marco Bittie My fine said he tired of robbin' niggas, get us out the bity Had him boxed in, he tried to run, then his ass got Ricky'd I was on my last slug, naw, for real, 'cause my dog get fifty All that ridin' 'round like you tough, why the fuck y'all Rollie tucked? We be smokin' dead niggas, I can't let you roll me up Boy, you know you dead, nigga, shouldn't've told me that it's up Boy, it's on your hеad, nigga, they gon' ice you like somе buffs I told an L-I-E to you, but swear to God he ain't with us L.I.E., Loyalty Is Everything is what I trust She don't blow up niggas' phone, but double-text me, I'm the one I do this shit to get us rich, y'all can have it when I'm done You said your dog rappin', hope he blow up The nigga had a show, but you ain't show up You steady postin' Lil Durk shit, but you don't post him Quick to cut a nigga out my circle, he can roll then Bro can't cash no cars, he been on and off the road, yeah But we heard about you, tab on you 'cause you told, yeah This bitch out her mind, she gon' suck me 'til the world end Boy, that bitch be suckin' overtime, come get your girlfriend