No Auto Durk (feat. Lil Durk)

We on our OTF shit, you heard?

That **** talkin' 'bout, muhfucker can't use no tune

Like muhfucker ain't in these streets

On Lil Moe grave, these **** is straight hoes

On God

**** know what's up with us man

Talkin' 'bout we don't be out here

**** you got us fucked up boy

Man, I get shit done boy

You tweakin', yo' ass trippin'

**** call me Bloodas just like Tee out here (Let's get it)

Opps be callin' foenem phone

Say I don't be out here (L's)

Catch him, knock his noodles back

Just don't tweak out here (Grrah)

Foenem slidin', late night huntin'

Ain't no sleep out here (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Two days back to back

That's fifty racks to be out here (On God)

Can't have no fefe on yo' block as long as Steve out here (Grrah)

Can't try to slide inside a fish bowl

You got beef out here (You got beef out here)

Law keep wantin' to get Zoo out the way

They say he a chief out here (Say he a chief out here)

**** hoes, they tuck they tails 'cause they be scared (They be scared)

In that Hellcat, on the E-way off them meds (Off the meds)

Say his name inside this song

My bro said I better not say it (I better not say it)

**** low-key want that smoke

You do, you better not say it (You better not say it)

Get yo' ass back in that house

We got FN not .9's (Not .9's)

My credit so A1 with killas, I be payin' my fines (My fines)

Opps be on my dick in songs

But I don't pay 'em no mind (Pussy)

All them hoes that be with the opps

Gang done broke they spine (Yeah)

All the crackers get robbed for they shit

They buy it back (They buy it back)

I keep my Glock in her Chanel

That shit cost five racks (That shit cost five racks)

All these hoes be goin' for real low key

Just buy 'em X (Just buy 'em X)

He got shot up in his shit

I hear he tryna flex (I hear he tryna flex)

Never care so much, ran out of woods

Just pass the Dutch (Pass the Dutch)

Your homies died, you don't never slide

It ain't addin' up (It ain't addin' up)

Get caught with a pipe, you out same night

You Fed or what? (You Fed or what?)

New opp pack in the air, this gas or what? (This gas or what?)

He'd still be alive right now if you **** ain't gas him up (Ain't gas him up)

Give my shorties steamers and guns

I tell 'em slide for nothin' (Don't slide)

Everybody with this gang-gang shit

So they ain't dyin' for nothin' (Ain't dyin' for nothin')

If she don't fuck on the first night off the rip

I ain't buyin' her nothin' (Ain't buyin' her nothin', bitch!)

If I ain't got time for lovin' my kids

Then I ain't got time for nothin' (Ain't got time for nothin')

Then I slide home to my bitch

That mean no time for cuddle (That mean no time for cuddle)

Why these **** think they safe 'cause they locked in? ('Cause they locked in)

Man we thought this shit was over, send some shots then (Grrah-grrah)

You think you safe where you at out West?

Lil' **** just bopped in (**** just bopped in)

I know some killas from out West, they keep them Glock 10's

Knowin' they killa on the loose, it throw my vibe off (Throw my vibe off)

You lightin' candles on that main street, watch that side block (Watch that side block)

You ever stood up over a opp and knocked his dreads off? (I did)

You know a **** claim he hate us but he fanned out (Let's get it)

Back then I pull up to them clubs

Them killas was sittin' in steamers (Was sittin' in steamers)

How the fuck he say he ain't tell

But the court steady throwing that **** subpoenas? (That **** subpoenas)

Fuck Lil Durk, he ain't on shit

His ass a singer (What else?)

Fuck Lil Durk, his ass so goofy

He not Lamron either (What else?)

Fuck Lil Durk

He talked to 6ix9ine live about his people (What else?)

**** always say they out here

We don't never see 'em (They lyin')

But if we do, we pop out cars and we gon' no ID 'em

Low-key I know they hurt, they hurt so bad, they don't IG it

Jumped off the porch back then

When X was stacks and smokin' mid (Oh God)

69th and Ashland, used to stay right there right by the field (Right by the field)

Loco, he stayed next door on Bishop

He was sellin' mid (On gang)

Eighteen for exotic, in Chiraq sell it thirty-six (Thirty-six)

I'm not tryna die young out here like I'm Roddy Ricch

We get that low low then foenem go sit outside your crib

Yeah, yeah, yeah

We on our OTF shit, you heard?

Thank you, come again

Gang, gang, gang

Gang

You shittin' me?