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G Herbo – 4 Nem Lyrics




[Intro]
G Herbo, gang gang
150 Dream Team, gang shit bitch
You know what I’m sayin’
150, 300, shoutout Durkio, ya know
Ay, foenem, on foenem

[Hook]
I might buy a wig, I fucked a model bitch on foenem’
How you wife that bitch? We all fucked the hoe before him
GB with me, plus I buy my pipes from O’nem
Pigs at my granny door, don”t ask me shit, don’t know them
I be off the Percs on foenem, you be on shirts, on foenem
One call they lurk, on folks nem’, you don’t wanna see foenem’
On foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’

[Verse 1]
First off, lets be clear as fuck, the opps we let off
Shots with foenem, I be all up in the Gucci store clutching
The Glock, yea you know I be shopping a lot
Dashing the two door, don’t care if I’m solo or not
Call me “Swervo” it’s off with the top
I see the enemy, on sight it’s off with his top
Even though I like talking a lot
Tried to stay up in the trap, fell asleep off the drop
Woke up, walked on the block, something told me
To mix Ecstasy with the Codeine, must of been
Kobe talking to Roc, lately I keep switching states
And a lot of new faces keep hating, don’t know why
I don’t know them, foreigns in traffic with foenem
And four seaters, .40’s, we 4 deep, you know we got 4 ‘dem

[Hook]
I might buy a wig, I fucked a model bitch on foenem’
How you wife that bitch? We all fucked the hoe before him
GB with me, plus I buy my pipes from O’nem
Pigs at my granny door, don”t ask me shit, don’t know them
I be off the Percs on foenem, you be on shirts, on foenem
One call they lurk, on folks nem’, you don’t wanna see foenem’
On foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’

[Verse 2]
G Herbo, yea that’s that nigga, you know him
He getting that money, on foenem
600 Horse like a rodeo, in that new Bent with that
Rollie on, sweater by Kenzo from Tokyo
I’m from No Limit so I’m reppin’ Vito and Fazo
With Kobe and Roc that’s big bro nem’
Fuck with real niggas, so Lil Durk, he know how
We rock, OTF, 0-6 foenem, that’s foenem
Walked in the spot, looking for your lil hoe nem’
Clips is extended, we toting them please don’t get hit up
Niggas be mad hating on foenem’ about hoes we been
Fuckin before them, don’t even come near us
Pass out them head-shots, they have to shovel a lil
Nigga shit up. can’t even sit up, hollow tips put him
In shock, now he holding his breath like a hiccup

[Hook]
I might buy a wig, I fucked a model bitch on foenem’
How you wife that bitch? We all fucked the hoe before him
GB with me, plus I buy my pipes from O’nem
Pigs at my granny door, don”t ask me shit, don’t know them
I be off the Percs on foenem, you be on shirts, on foenem
One call they lurk, on folks nem’, you don’t wanna see foenem’
On foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’




Ralo – Chiraqistan (feat. Lil Durk)




[Intro: Lil Durk & Ralo]
Let’s get it pussy
Yeah
Dope
OTF
You know how we rockin’ nigga, only the Famgoon shit
Only the Famgoon nigga
Haha
Hey Durk
Turn up

[Verse 1: Ralo]
OG, I’m with OTF and you know we verse anybody
Durk told me that they forgot, he think they forgot about it
Hop out we reminding niggas, who the fuck behind these niggas?
Fuck whoever signed these niggas, we shoot whoever ridin’ with ‘em

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I’m hanging with the robbers and the scammers
I’ma put a pint inside a Fanta
Only the Famgoon, fuck these rappers
Big dinosaur four-five like a raptor
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ralo told a nigga slide to Pakistan
Got my niggas with me so you know we packed the van
Blood in my eyes like I’m Fifty man
Started with a million, that’s how I’ma end

[Verse 3: Ralo]
Started with a million we end with a billion
Everything changed when we came in the building
Having this paper, one hell of a feeling
Fuck with Lil Durk and my niggas start killing
Just left out the back and we flew to Chiraq
I promised Lil Durk we wouldn’t ever look back
And we get them racks and we split it up
Won’t none of these niggas be big as us
You keep it loyal, I do the same
Tell on my team when I lose a game
He was talkin’ ‘til that Uzi came
Run your mouth, we start shootin’ things
We ain’t never lettin’ shit slide
We ain’t never gon’ switch sides
I get money, I don’t get tired
Go get your own and stop dick ridin’

[Verse 4: Lil Durk]
First ran a band off street money
Had to trap up on that three some’
Lean, percocets, xanny (drugs)
Yeah I just had a threesome
I can’t wait ‘til they make the fifty shot for the four-five Glock
Got out early for my case, you been fighting years, you a cop
Real name Durk, you can call me Mustafa (Abdul Malik)
I don’t know no niggas, I don’t know who shot ya
Run up on his ass like, I got ya
Real street niggas don’t go off gossip

[Verse 5: Ralo]
We don’t go off gossip nigga
Talkin’ shit and we gon’ pop a nigga
I walk in the club with a lot of niggas
That’s how you know it’s a lot of pistols
We never playin’ no peekaboo
We never lyin’ on interviews
You know that you was a bitch in school
I was that nigga that pick on you
I’m the nigga that’ll take your lunch
We gon’ take his shit for say what you want
You know that I was the bully
Ain’t nobody stood up to me
Ain’t no nigga said shit to me
You can ask the nigga next to me
They don’t never send threats of me
They don’t want a nigga neck tooken

[Verse 6: Lil Durk]
Alexander Wang belt, hot boy like Wayne ‘nem
I might OD off the painkillers
In the trenches with the same niggas
I be turn up with the fashion shit
Mouth shut so don’t ask me shit
MAC with the cooler attached to it
You know I ain’t with that lackin’ shit
In my circle ain’t no lames
Cartiers with the gold frames
Three-nine like a soul train
Got a soul plane like Snoop in it
Dummy bags with the woop in it
Crib big, put a hoop in it
Garage big, put the coupe in it
Off the jigga, got the moon whippin’

[Verse 7: Ralo]
We do not rent out apartments
We go and buy up the complex
She better not get in this Corvette
We gonna have us some car sex
We walk in the club and we flood it out
I bought the Rollie and flood it out
Baby mama used to cut me out
Now we ain’t got nothin’ to worry ‘bout
We ain’t worried ‘bout another nigga
You see he got all his brothers with him
That’s why the streets really love a nigga
‘Cause we ain’t none’ like these other niggas
We don’t fuck with the other side
They gon’ make us bring them colors out
Any nigga standing by your side
It gon’ be a double homicide
It’s Durk and Ralo, man we living good
You know we turn up in any hood
We the only rappers in the hood
Ain’t did it yet, but we finna do it
Watch what we do to these niggas
We ain’t that cool with these niggas
We do not move with these niggas
We do not fool with these niggas

[Outro: Ralo]
That shit there crazy Durk
That motherfucker go crazy
That the outro, we out
Famgoon! OTF
Ralo LaFlare


Lil Durk & Dej Loaf – The One


[Hook: Lil Durk & DeJ Loaf]
I just want the money fuck the fame
When we got together they couldn’t believe it
I want you for you so fuck a name
Right up in their faces they ain’t even see us
I’m sippin’ lean just to ease the pain
Ride for each other let’s call it even
I wanna nut don’t be afraid
We too real they can’t beat us
I know she’s the one
I know he’s the one
I know she’s the one
I know he’s the one

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
I like her demeanor (Let’s get it)
Like French and Trina
Like Nicki and Meek, like Drake and Serena (L’s)
Like Bobby and Whitney she havin’ henny while I be leanin’ (drank)
We can buy it like a snake, no TMZ, this other shit easy (Let’s get it, L’s)
I’ma eat it like I’m posed to, stop I can shine know you want to
Teach me how to do it you my coach too (my coach too)
And If you don’t I’ma coach you (coach you)
Let’s hit the bar take more shots (more shots)
Put the phones off, take yo’ clothes off
Make sure the doors locked, eat it ’til you cum when yo’ toes lock
Had to put my ex on the block list, can’t nobody hate can’t stop this (can’t stop this)
Can’t nobody hate we at the top of this (the top of this)
And she look good when she topless
Yeah, and she look good when she topless (yeah yea yea yea yea)
I want this shit forever ever
Don’t want you to leave never
No overseas ’cause I’ma felon (Let’s get it)
Can’t get away baby
OTF get it gang baby (gang gang)
And you know they name chasin’
And you know they fame chasin’
Ain’t no nigga like me

[Hook: Lil Durk & DeJ Loaf]
I just want the money fuck the fame
When we got together they couldn’t believe it
I want you for you so fuck a name
Right up in their faces they ain’t even see us
I’m sippin’ lean just to ease the pain
Ride for each other let’s call it even
I wanna nut don’t be afraid
We too real they can’t beat us
I know she’s the one
I know he’s the one
I know she’s the one
I know he’s the one

[Verse 2: DeJ Loaf]
I used to party all night, party all day
Now I’m sittin’ at home with you baby
Taught me up got me trained
Lazy love got me hate
It’s that real shit
We step out this cuts
He don’t really like the cameras
He don’t wanna go to war
He got me spoiled, hustlin’ is his sport
Had to play off when he got me
He like when I play with my fingers
It don’t matter them new gold Huaraches
He like how I sound like (?)
He know I ain’t in it for fame
You know I’ve really been poppin’
I’m workin’ real hard for my name (DeJ)
I take on my cup and sit on his lap
(?) them bitches starin’ at us
He here for a reason bitch stop tryin’ to guess when he chillin’ with me, ay bitch stop tryin’ text
The makeup apperance and that smile is tellin’ me about yo’ convo let me put you to rest
I knew he was different he got his own check, a savage, all of them tats on yo’ neck
I had it, I ain’t have to pay for it
It’s mine, I really put in leg work and so you want it
I’ma make you beg for it, nigga please, give me what I asked for
All of them hoes that you had ain’t got shit me either
And most of this niggas want the fame and they ain’t own shit either

[Hook: Lil Durk & DeJ Loaf]
I just want the money fuck the fame
When we got together they couldn’t believe it
I want you for you so fuck a name
Right up in their faces they ain’t even see us
I’m sippin’ lean just to ease the pain
Ride for each other let’s call it even
I wanna nut don’t be afraid
We too real they can’t beat us
I know she’s the one
I know he’s the one
I know she’s the one
I know he’s the one

[Outro: Lil Durk & DeJ Loaf]
I just want the money fuck the fame
When we got together they couldn’t believe it
I want you for you so fuck a name
Right up in their faces they ain’t even see us
I’m sippin’ lean just to ease the pain
Ride for each other let’s call it even
I wanna nut don’t be afraid
We too real they can’t beat us
I know she’s the one
I know he’s the one
I know she’s the one
I know he’s the one


Yesterday – Lil Durk feat. Moneybagg Yo lyrics


Lyrics Lil Durk – Yesterday

I was just starving in them apartments, that sh*t feel like yesterday
I was just going to sleep on some carpet, that sh*t feel like yesterday
I ran bands up and no I’m not sorry same feeling like yesterday
Niggas saying they gone rob, I heard the same sh*t yesterday. (x2)

I was starving in them MillCreek Apartments, sh*t got me heartless
Rent time, laying low I was dodging, I was having money problems
Sipping lean pouring up like a faucet, baby momma Trying to argue
Telling me how she hoping I don’t get farther, she can’t except that I’m popping
I came up they say i’m a target
Talking bout how they gone rob me
I keep them blue tips in my cartridge
A nigga try me then I’m popping
Yesterday hopped out a foreign and I couldn’t believe it
Took my backend and cashed out on a couple piece
Niggas be talking that sh*t need to tell them please (shhhhhh)
I might just shoot em and fly to another region
I got some niggas that’s locked away, I got niggas in a better place
I bust down a Rollie from 50k versuri-lyrics.info
I really did that sh*t yesterday
I been in these streets running with them gangstas, I ain’t just start this sh*t yesterday
OTF, CMG, Breadgang we got them feeling some type of way.

I was just starving in them apartments, that sh*t feel like yesterdaaay
I was just going to sleep on some carpet, that sh*t feel like yesterdaaay
I ran bands up and no I’m not sorry same feeling like yesterdaaay
Niggas saying they gone rob, I heard the same sh*t yesterday. (x2)

Ain’t get the .. before last and It’s not cause of the cash
Hundred pounds of the gas, we took it the day before last
My homie got 39 years because he ain’t put on a mask
Because you snitch in the past, .. get on yo ass
My baby momma told me Im a dead beat
Ops seen said he ain’t sparing me
Credit Card fraud money handy
Ain’t nobody here like Cary
20 years about going Cary
b*tch nigga I ain’t never scary
Im in the trendings I ain’t never scary
I counted 400g’s and the Glock was on me that was yesterdaaay
And I’m addicted to lean and i be all in the streets that was yesterdaaay
So niggas bet not play with me, OG be with me and shawty don’t hesistate
Pop me a perc and you meditate shawty .. heaven gate.

I was just starving in them apartments, that sh*t feel like yesterdaaay
I was just going to sleep on some carpet, that sh*t feel like yesterdaaay
I ran bands up and no I’m not sorry same feeling like yesterdaaay
Niggas saying they gone rob, I heard the same sh*t yesterday. (x2)
I ain’t stun that sh*ttt.
Lil Durk lyrics
Video Lil Durk


MoneyBagg Yo – Yesterday (feat. Lil Durk)


[Intro: Lil Durk]
Gang…….Lets Get It!

[Hook: Moneybagg Yo]
I was just starving in them apartments, that shit feel like yesterday
I was just going to sleep on some carpet, that shit feel like yesterday
I ran bands up and no I’m not sorry same feeling like yesterday
Niggas saying they gone rob, I heard the same shit yesterday. (x2)

[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
I was starving in them MillCreek Apartments, shit got me heartless
Rent time, laying low I was dodging, I was having money problems
Sipping lean pouring up like a faucet, baby momma Trying to argue
Telling me how she hoping I don’t get farther, she can’t except that I’m popping
I came up they say i’m a target
Talking bout how they gone rob me
I keep them blue tips in my cartridge
A nigga try me then I’m popping
Yesterday hopped out a foreign and I couldn’t believe it
Took my backend and cashed out on a couple piece
Niggas be talking that shit need to tell them please (shhhh)
I might just shoot em and fly to another region
I got some niggas that’s locked away, I got niggas in a better place
I bust down a Rollie from 50k
I really did that shit yesterday
I been in these streets running with them gangstas, I ain’t just start this shit yesterday
OTF, CMG, Breadgang we got them feeling some type of way

[Hook: Moneybagg Yo]
I was just starving in them apartments, that shit feel like yesterday
I was just going to sleep on some carpet, that shit feel like yesterday
I ran bands up and no I’m not sorry same feeling like yesterday
Niggas saying they gone rob, I heard the same shit yesterday. (x2)

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Ain’t get the [?] before last and It’s not cause of the cash
Hundred pounds of the gas, we took it the day before last
My homie got 39 years because he ain’t put on a mask
Because you snitch in the past, [?] get on yo ass
My baby momma told me Im a dead beat
Ops seen said he ain’t sparing me
Credit Card fraud money handy
Ain’t nobody here like Cary
20 years about going Cary
Bitch nigga I ain’t never scary
Im in the trendings I ain’t never scary
I counted 400g’s and the Glock was on me that was yesterday
And I’m addicted to lean and i be all in the streets that was yesterday
So niggas bet not play with me, OG be with me and shawty don’t hesistate
Pop me a perc and you meditate shawty [?] heaven gate

[Hook: Moneybagg Yo]
I was just starving in them apartments, that shit feel like yesterday
I was just going to sleep on some carpet, that shit feel like yesterday
I ran bands up and no I’m not sorry same feeling like yesterday
Niggas saying they gone rob, I heard the same shit yesterday. (x2)
I ain’t stun that shit


Lil Durk – Lately (Love Songs For The Streets Album)


[Hook]
Lately i know that they hate me
Cuz this money made me
Know some real real niggas
That i know that kinda raised me
And my life is crazy
Tryna wet me up and make me
Catch me with my head down and fade me
Lately i know that they hate me
Cuz this money made me
Know some real niggas
That i know that kinda raised me
And my life is crazy
Tryna wet me up and make me
Catch me with my head down and fade me
Ima die for ’em
Put my life on a line for ’em
I die for my niggas
I ride for my niggas
I, yeah yeah yeah yeahhhh

[Verse 1: Lil durk]
Lost a couple of my niggas Lost a couple of my niggas
Pull a couple of triggers fuck a couple of my bitches
I ride for my niggas never told on my niggas
Did time on the road for my niggas Real nigga since day one
He a savage so i spray some shooters so A1
Put him on the block all black MAC color Akon
[?], Pluto, Jmoney we lost
They run up on me on tip i’m a boss
When niggas be coughin’ sippin on syrup like i keep coughin’
St-stay in designer OTF it ain’t hard to find us
Younging go coocoo turned up for NuNu
So please don’t mind us we gang gang

[Verse 2: Lil V]
OTF my life on the line for ’em
Outta mind outta sight homicide outside

[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
We doing time for ’em
Free my nigga thats free
And some of them Rest In Peace

[Verse 4: Lil V]
Sheroid, Lil Moe, Lil Rob, Odee
Real niggas know me real niggas coached me
Multigang how it’s supposed to be
Real nigga ain’t no ho in me
Better watch how you’re approaching me
Got my bros with me got my poles with me
Bang-bangbros a couple hoes with me yeaahhhh

[Hook]
Lately i know that they hate me
Cuz this money made me
Know some real real niggas
That i know that kinda raised me
And my life is crazy
Tryna wet me up and make me
Catch me with my head down and fade me
Lately i know that they hate me
Cuz this money made me
Know some real niggas
That i know that kinda raised me
And my life is crazy
Tryna wet me up and make me
Catch me with my head down and fade me
Ima die for ’em
Put my life on a line for ’em
I die for my niggas
I ride for my niggas
I, yeah yeah yeah yeahhhh

[Verse 5: Prince dre]
Latelty i be gettin’money I ain’t with the Fu shit
I be chasing comma’s turned up for Jmunna

[Verse 6: JB Binladen]
And niggas broke and bummy they ain’t gon no munna
I gotta feed my young one run up you a dumb one

[Verse 7: Prince dre]
OTF’s the life style O-Block them my brothers
They know i’ll die for ’em

[Verse 8: JB Binladen]
Shed tears cry for ’em slide trough and ride for ’em
Catch that homicide for ’em get jammed up and lie for ’em
I done did some time for ’em shawty ‘nem go crazy
I’m talking Dre and Jb and i’m L’A and crazy i can’t let ’em faze me

[Verse 9: Prince dre]
I know niggas hate me but I know they ain’t crazy
That nickel that’s my baby JB had a baby
That’s why we so turned up them niggas they ain’t no nun
Run up on him head shot closed mouth don’t know nun

[Verse 10: JB Binladen]
Niggas they ain’t on nun lately we been turned up
No perm stuff get burned up cuz lately we been turned up

[Hook]
Lately i know that they hate me
Cuz this money made me
Know some real real niggas
That i know that kinda raised me
And my life is crazy
Tryna wet me up and make me
Catch me with my head down and fade me
Lately i know that they hate me
Cuz this money made me
Know some real niggas
That i know that kinda raised me
And my life is crazy
Tryna wet me up and make me
Catch me with my head down and fade me
Ima die for ’em
Put my life on a line for ’em
I die for my niggas
I ride for my niggas
I, yeah yeah yeah yeahhhh


Lil Durk feat. YFN Trae Pound, Hypno Carlito, Johnny Cinco & YFN Lucci – Lyrics


(Intro – Lil Durk)
You gotta watch out
You gotta watch out

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 1 – Johnny Cinco)
You better watch out
I just bought a new…so watch it
Go ahead and watch it, I’mma pop it
I’m in that new thing, coulda went about private
This is binoculars, we gotta
I got my doors up, I walked down and poured up
I’m shooting with the gang….with the fame, I’m a lil solider
I used to ride on the bus now I got chauffeurs
Now I got chauffeurs, pop out the poster
I used to trap with my daddy, used to get racks with my daddy
We went to Raq for away, all day
We got that pack riding 99
A pair of good you can count on em, at the door

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bi**hes
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 2 – Hypno Carlito)
They be watching
All these diamonds got me frosty I be whipping like a holly
Bi**h I’m sorry but I can’t go after nobody
In that Rari got a barbie give me sloppy til she grinding
I’m just watching while she top me
Ni**as hating let em hate
OTF everyway, we do this on a day to day
They got you hoes like a layaway
Michael Jordan with the double fadaway
Fly ni**a, rich ni**a, I made the ways
Still catch a body if a ni**a play
Ain’t contemplating since Soldier died ain’t been the same
Get more bread, more cocaine, help that ni**a with no name
I was that ni**a with no fame
Carlito baby ain’t s**t changed
I be getting money like 10 ways
All different hustles ni**a get paid
Ni**a yeah yeah yeah

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bi**hes
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 3 – YRN Trae)
Playing with the gang, we bring them pipes out
Yeah, tryna ride the wave you gong get wiped out
Yeah that s**t that you running it’s on me right now
You know you might just catch a clip for acting
And you know we play with pistols, we don’t fight fair
Huh call me ghetto man I’m asleep like it’s a nightmare
Clair is what I might wear
Got a ni**a car in my right ear
Now I jumped off the porshe
7.6 who can take down the horse
Yeah plug in Miami, get them bricks off the port
And I might just count a 100 thousand when I’m bored
I’m a boss they know it huh they know it

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them frauds and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah hey uh


Lil Durk – Watch Out Lyrics


[Intro: Lil Durk]
You gotta watch out
You gotta watch out

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
Ay, trappin’ off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was pourin’
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kickin’ in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these niggas hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them niggas who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

[Verse 1: Johnny Cinco]
You better watch out
I just bought a new (?) so watch it
Go ahead and watch it, I’mma pop it
I’m in that new thing, coulda went about private
This is binoculars, we gotta (?)
I got my doors up, I walked down and poured up
I’m shootin’ with the gang, (?) with the fame, I’m a lil’ solider
I used to ride on the bus now I got chauffeurs
Now I got chauffeurs, pop out the poster
I used to trap with my daddy, used to get racks with my daddy
We went to ‘Raq for away, all day
We got that pack ridin’ 99
A pair of good you can count on ’em, at the door

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
Ay, trappin’ off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was pourin’
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kickin’ in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these niggas hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them niggas who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

[Verse 2: Johnny Cinco & Hypno Carlito]
They be watchin’
All these diamonds got me frosty I be whipping like a holly
Bitch I’m sorry but I can’t go after nobody
In that ‘Rari got a barbie give me sloppy ’til she grindin’
I’m just watchin’ while she top me
Niggas hatin’ let ’em hate
OTF everyway, we do this on a day to day
They got you hoes like a layaway
Michael Jordan with the double fadaway
Fly nigga, rich nigga, I made the ways
Still catch a body if a nigga play
Ain’t contemplatin’ since Soldier died ain’t been the same
Get more bread, more cocaine, help that nigga with no name
I was that nigga with no fame
Carlito baby ain’t shit changed
I be gettin’ money like 10 ways
All different hustles nigga get paid
Nigga yeah yeah yeah

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
Ay, trappin’ off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was pourin’
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kickin’ in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these niggas hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them niggas who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

[Verse 3: YRN Trae]
Playin’ with the gang, we bring them pipes out
Yeah, tryna ride the wave you gon’ get wiped out
Yeah that shit that you runnin’ it’s on me right now
You know you might just catch a clip for actin’ (?)
And you know we play with pistols, we don’t fight fair
Huh call me ghetto man I’m asleep like it’s a nightmare
(?) clair is what I might wear
Got a nigga car in my right ear
Now I jumped off the porshe
7.6 who can take down the horse
Yeah plug in Miami, get them bricks off the port
And I might just count a 100 thousand when I’m bored
I’m a boss they know it huh they know it

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
Ay, trappin’ off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was pourin’
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kickin’ in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these niggas hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them frauds and them niggas who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah hey uh