Lil Durk (feat. East Ken)

Yeah (J, this shit too crazy)

I like this

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' ****, 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 ****, I can't let you roll me up

Boy, you know you dead, ****, shouldn't've told me that it's up

Boy, it's on your head, ****, they gon' ice you like some 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 ****' 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 **** 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 **** 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