F**k My Cousin, Pt. II (feat. Lil Durk)

Aye, aye

Gang shit only, ****

You know what the fuck goin' on, man (Fatman, you did this?)

1600 gang, ****, you know how the fuck we rockin', ****

Aye, aye

Get caught hangin' with the opps and you gon' get your ass smoked (Glock)

Get caught likin' the opps' post, we put you in that same boat

I can get your cousin to backdoor you (Backdoor you)

Fuck you think this fame for? (Glock)

We the type to pop out on you in a wig and raincoat

I'm with all them killers thuggin'

Hit the city, I'm in a hot car, I'm with all my **** buggin'

Auntie call my phone through Facebook, tell me squash it with my cousin

This shit so deep right now, I catch him, I kill his ass in public, ****

That's on my brother

I don't like them ****, they don't like my ****

And I'm too rich to be fightin' them ****

He was talkin' shit, caught him on the 9, here go your diaper, **** (Here go your diaper, ****)

You ain't into it with gang for real

You don't own your own pipe, lil' **** (Broke-ass ****)

With your broke ass, **** (Fuck wrong with you?)

We ain't tolerate no fake opps (Ain't no fake opps)

They can't post up in they hood

They call somebody else shit they block

Free Lonnell, he six three-hundred

Only one I love from 8-Block

Bam got hit in the head, so we still count that as a face shot, aye (What? What?)

If **** ain't die, they on the shit bag

For J-Money, it's a go, you a fake opp with your brick ass (GDK)

And I fucked your baby mama while you was in jail, her thick ass (Her thick ass)

Regular Glock on me in case I run up out that switch kind, Glock

We get litty in the city (City, what?)

They had to buy them switches from foenem in case they wanted 'em on them glizzys (City, what?)

We don't say "No cap" for foenem, me and lil' bronem say "No kizzy" (City, what?)

All the opps know how we ride, ****, we gon' spin till we get dizzy, ****

We ain't doin' no diss

Get caught hangin' with the opps and you gon' get your ass smoked (Glock)

Get caught likin' the opps' post, we put you in that same boat

I can get your cousin to backdoor you (Backdoor you)

Fuck you think this fame for? (Glock)

We the type to pop out on you in a wig and raincoat

I'm with all them killers thuggin'

Hit the city, I'm in a hot car, I'm with all my **** buggin'

Auntie call my phone through Facebook, tell me squash it with my cousin

This shit so deep right now, I catch him, I kill his ass in public, **** (Smurk, fuck my cousin, he with that opp shit)

That's on my brother (Man, what?)

Fuck my cousin, I told 'em he gotta go and get shot, he slide through

The night my brother died, if you was there, just know you dyin', too

Ask the opps from over West, next day, they ass was down two (Down, man down)

Hellfire on the back of that Glock, sound like a switch, it soundproof

And I agreed to keep your son name out my mouth and I ain't lied (Let's get it)

But them **** he call his cousins 'round that bitch, they ass dyin' (They ass dyin')

All the guns and chains and cars took out the city, ain't none mine

I took shit on the chin three different times, so stop all that cryin' (Pussy-ass ****)

We put belt to ass, we spankin' shit, y'all still actin' like y'all up (Come here, come here, come here)

Sleazy vibes, what's-his-name got hit in his shit, he called for help

He ain't do it but still said, "Fuck 'em," so he did that to himself (Bitch-ass ****)

Block too hot, we can't post up, we get to hangin' down on Wells

In the 'Raq, ask the streets, I'm bigger than Yeezy, I'm the GOAT (Bigger than Yeezy)

Ain't no Gs, we catch 'em, squeeze before the keys get in the door ('Fore the keys get in the door)

Smiley with me, he spinnin' three times even though my boy a 4 (Spin, spin, spin)

Opps died, we don't brag no more, we get to yellin', "Go" (Man, what?)

Get caught hangin' with the opps and you gon' get your ass smoked (Glock)

Get caught likin' the opps' post, we put you in that same boat

I can get your cousin to backdoor you (Backdoor you)

Fuck you think this fame for? (Glock)

We the type to pop out on you in a wig and raincoat

I'm with all them killers thuggin'

Hit the city, I'm in a hot car, I'm with all my **** buggin'

Auntie call my phone through Facebook, tell me squash it with my cousin

This shit so deep right now, I catch him, I kill his ass in public, ****

That's on my brother (Hold on)