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Booka600 & Lil Durk - Feed Em Addy's (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Booka600
Booka600
Vocals
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darontez Mayo
Darontez Mayo
Songwriter
Darrell Jackson
Darrell Jackson
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darrell Gregory Jackson
Darrell Gregory Jackson
Producer

Lyrics

<span begin="0.000" end="3.363">Banger</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="4.534" end="6.736">(Hahaha)</span></span>
<span begin="5.689" end="6.771">Mhm</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="9.704" end="12.146">(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)</span></span>
Mhm
Won't put that money before my friends again, it was a lesson
I'm steady countin' these Benjamins, it is a blessing
Legit with all my businesses, can't get arrested
Mad Max get ready to catch a kill, I feed 'em addy's
Baddy's tryna trap me, epidural, break her back
I'm too thorough, bitch relax
Snatch his mask just like that
**** hoes, just the act
They playin', catch 'em, body bag
Deeski pop, no lollygag
We was taught to ollie pass
Why these lames wanna play?
That Glock ten open faces
They in Stroger, lost a patient
Lost a bag and made it greater
Next of kin, he a baby
It depend, you wanna take him
I won't be the one to save him
Only brothers, no relations
We gon' ride and you can walk
Tracin' over flesh with chalk
Ever took a **** pulse?
That had felt like fentanyl
Boonie live to play with dawg
What you did gon' be the cause
You took a pill, they sent him off
Richer than my kids in-laws
I can't sit with ****' flaws
Keep it real, you get the sauce
I pass it when I get the ball
In the club, the bitches call
That's them **** on the wall
I see ill in my thoughts
Left his head on the wall
That's for Chino, Tay, and Von
Won't put that money before my friends again, it was a lesson
I'm steady countin' these Benjamins, it is a blessing
Legit with all my businesses, can't get arrested
<span begin="1:22.476" end="1:25.669">Mad Max get ready to catch a kill, I feed 'em addy's</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:24.656" end="1:25.754">(Yeah, yeah)</span></span>
Fifty million, I actually got it
Got a lick, would I actually grab it?
And his nose, he practically smashed it
In my hood, I'm Pablo, ask 'em
Lost the rubber, I fucked her with plastic
I'm an ungrateful, nasty, bastard
Ted and Wicked, they're my little rascals
Why you scatter? You don't even matter
So I'm old, don’t speak on them murders
Won't speak on the **** who trollin'
Why you signed to the **** who purged it?
When I seen he died, I kept scrollin'
I was in there alone, you know it
I'm into it with your brother, you know it
If it was me, I'd take all your jewels
Take a picture with you and your crew
It's on you 'cause I got nothin' to lose
Why you tellin' my sister I'm rude?
'Cause I don't know what you did to the fool
All I know is you fuck with them dudes
You better be lucky, that shit was for Juice WRLD, I kept my cool
If I seen you on the same day in a different place, you would've been on the news
Won't put that money before my friends again, that was a lesson
I'm steady countin' these Benjamins, it is a blessing
Legit with all my businesses, can't get arrested
Mad Max get ready to catch a kill, I feed 'em addy's
Written by: Darrell Jackson, Durk Banks
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