Lil Durk

[fox69]

"Super Powers"

"Super Powers"


Yeah
The vibes so crazy right now

I'm off the lean I got super powers
Dive in that pussy like scuba divers
Hop out all black like a Uber driver
Wild the whole trap like wood supplies
Yo' IG Jim Carrey, you liar liar
I'm in the hoe like the other side
I got it right now and I can't retire, yeah

This is the shit they ride to
This is what you drink and get high to
This is the shit you niggas don't get
They ride and I'mma ride too
When I get dressed I got super powers
What's in my cup give me super powers
Niggas tell tales, and they super sour
I'm in my zone, I got super powers
Super powers, super powers
I swear I can take over the world
Super powers, I got super powers, I got super powers
I swear I can take over the world (Let's get it!)

Bankroll like Bruce Banner, pour a 8 I need two fantas
Coke body on a pretty woman, new car police scanner
Now that I only want one hoe, bullets burn like the sun tanner
Watch me whip it like the nae nae dance,
car feeling like it's superman
15 thousand on the back end, all black on me like I'm batman
Ain't no robbin', that's a joke man
Green light then it's go whip
That's a drill in case it's bussin'
Bad bitches wanna touch herself
She just wanna make love or somethin'
Convos 'bout where're ya from
Super powers got me high too
Made it out cause I had to
Threw the Chi like a DM
Hood love me when I slide threw
Couple hundreds on my denims
And these shoes ain't coming out
Swagger got a nigga 'bout to fly
Taking off with these super powers

This is the shit they ride to
This is what you drink and get high to
This is the shit you niggas don't get
They ride and I'mma ride too
When I get dressed I got super powers
What's in my cup give me super powers
Niggas tell tales, and they super sour
I'm in my zone, I got super powers
Super powers, super powers
I swear I can take over the world
Super powers, I got super powers, I got super powers
I swear I can take over the world

Xans in my water, can't feel myself
I wish I had powers just to heal myself
Remember them nights I'd kill myself
And now I got thoughts just to be the best
The labels ain't believe me, had to prove myself
D-thang you know, nigga you was there
People left who said they wouldn't
For the niggas I lost I'd take a bullet
Run up on me now I wish you pull it
OTF my empire nigga without a cookie
30 fo' a show, tell them niggas book it
I'm tired of niggas lookin' at me like a rookie
Shark in the water on the deep end
House in the hills like the Weeknd
Only like to party on the weekend
Only like real, fuck pretend
Thank God for my mama
Thank the Lord for my brothers
We gonna take on the world
So she can be my super woman
I'mma get this super money
I'mma turn up with these super powers, yeah, yeah

This is the shit they ride to
This is what you drink and get high to
This is the shit you niggas don't get
They ride and I'mma ride too
When I get dressed I got super powers
What's in my cup give me super powers
Niggas tell tales, and they super sour
I'm in my zone, I got super powers
Super powers, super powers
I swear I can take over the world
Super powers, I got super powers, I got super powers
I swear I can take over the world

 

[fox69]

"Ten Four"

"Ten Four"


Y'all say you got Fredo and Reese on camera
How did y'all get my info?
Hello? Who is this? (you been the one that we in to)
I don't sell drugs, I ain't a plug
My background from y'all was plenty of guns
(You with the folks, and you ball cause I seen your ass on plenty of runs)
Mama called, said cops kicked the door
Not lookin' for me lookin' for bro
That Phantom y'all had came back stolen
In the trunk three sets, 36 over
Thirty bricks, pure shit no remix
Address came back to her shit
You a striker, three strikes, he out and it ain't no fight
Call cell partner why?
Hit 9 with a manslaughter, damn
And his bond two million dollars flat, I don't care cause I'mma make it right back
And the feds they all on my back
Turned that street money into rap
And these niggas trippin', these niggas bitchin'
Got em all in your trap
Nah!

First 48 that's a homi, had 40, had Tommy
Two flats got my zombie, one flat that's a body
In my mind smoke Bobby, we ain't a gang we a family
Niggas wearin' "oh my", niggas spray and niggas die
Phone tapped up, niggas say Durk nigga when they jam up
Call Freddie, bring the pounds up
Built 300 from the ground up, one time do we round up
Ice niggas doin' five months
I'm leaning dry like I'm smoking five blunts
I can have all the bricks I want
I can have all the guns I want
Niggas tell but I want
Out of sight, out of mind
Head shots then I'm out of town
Pull a tec if you out of bounds
Whole hood let a hundred rounds
Now he dead, now he underground
You ain't a star nigga you underground
Everybody know he runnin' wild, everybody know I'm a problem child
Let's get it!

 

[fox69]

"The One"
(feat. Dej Loaf)

"The One"
(feat. Dej Loaf)



[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)

[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

[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)

[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

[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)

[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)

 

[fox69]

"They Forgot"

"They Forgot"


Gang! Gang!
We started this shit nigga, they know
Niggas cross me, they know
Talkin' I ain't did shit for 'em, they know
Pussy niggas, I cut 'em off, bitch
Gang! Gang!

I just brought some MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin' me lackin' me
Randy give him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain't no street nigga
You ain't no street nigga

Bitch nigga
And I gave 'em cash, I'm a rich nigga
Before I got this fame I kept a stick nigga
And I fuck his bitch, I give her dick nigga
Now tell 'em every reason why you sick nigga
And I'm the reason why you got them bricks nigga
Sneak dissin', catch him by himself, ain't got a stick with him
100 thousand jewels, I cop my lil' bitch a mink nigga
Would say I hope you OD but I don't jinx
Pussy boy, telling everything to the pigs nigga
Talkin' 'bout I don't do shit for the fam, bitch I'm from the Lam
100 here, 100 thou'
Free my niggas out the jail
I'll never rat
50K, I drop it out the sac
Bike life
Slide on that Banchee, on lil' Meek's ass
Nightlife
Slide to his crib, I'ma creep his ass
Left, right
3, 4 times, I'll beat his ass
If came with us, I swear to God we'll leave his ass

I just brought some MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin' me lackin' me
Randy give him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain't no street nigga
You ain't no street nigga

Niggas say Chicago ain't mine, them niggas lyin'
Think about fuckin' with mine, them niggas dyin'
Future got me poppin' a Perc, I took a few a slime
Free the guys doin' real time, 22 and 9
Even though they want 1,000 pennies, niggas won't drop a dime
They know we fuckin' hoes in the city
Fuck with us and never call a bitch back
I'm that nigga, follow who?
Only time I follow niggas are for Twitter
Watch this shit, go and get my own
With no asking shit
Past this shit, classic shit
I might fuck a ratchet bitch
Bitch I'm me, I can't fuck for free
30K to see
Bitches mad, got 'em mad at me
People hated me
Super sauce, I'm a super boss
Killas super off
Niggas hoes, niggas super salty
And I got designer, Loubs and all
Niggas straight snitches, just to lose 'em all
Nigga what, nigga who is y'all
Bernie take 'em off!
Gang! Gang!

I just brought some MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city all on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin' me lackin' me
Randy give him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain't no street nigga
You ain't no street nigga

 

[fox69]

"This Case"
(feat. Hypno Carlito)

"This Case"
(feat. Hypno Carlito)



My little nigga loading up the chopper
My little nigga problem solver
We sold 50, they like 30 poppers
My niggas, they the problem solver, yeah
Turn up, turn up
Feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face
The feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face

Call me my jewelry I need me a [?]
Spend money on hits, I pay for the shooters
I talk to the streets, this money amusing
They say they gonna kill me, but why they ain't do it
Get paper, quick paper
Brick case, free my brick layer
My rollie diamonds, they hit major
Rob me, I erase you
They talking on sight shit, you asking for indictments
Double cup give me brightness
Guns on some dike shit
Sip so much lean that I'm numb
Mama, I carry my gun
Can't end up like ricky
These niggas be hating on me because I'm boys n the hood
No gun, catch a body like suge
This niggas be getting this money
They fucking with me my niggas we get the city turning up

My little nigga loading up the chopper
My little nigga problem solver
We sold 50, they like 30 poppers
My niggas, they the problem solver, yeah
Turn up, turn up
Feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face
The feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face

[Hypno Carlito:]
The feds ain't picking up this case
I give em' the work like a mixtape
Carlito I got it I've been straight
I pick up the work like I lift weights
300 days and 300 nights
The feds wanna talk but I know my rights
Spend whatever on lawyers I don't want no life
Bitch I got the [?] like a motorbike
No I don't fuck with informants
I didn't do it I was touring
Don't come to my house with no warrant
Don't hit my line if it's not important
I spent a few bucks on my mortgage
Hope you get the pic like a portrait
Everything I do big like I'm like norbit
I son all these niggas like orphans
Hypno Carlito don't need no co-sign
Polish shit up that's why Lil Durk just signed me
Play me and Varney you'll get you a line
I just made a million [?]

My little nigga loading up the chopper
My little nigga problem solver
We sold 50, they like 30 poppers
My niggas, they the problem solver, yeah
Turn up, turn up
Feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face
The feds ain't picking up this case
The feds ain't picking up this case
Feds ain't picking up this case
The rugger I got, pick up his face

 

[fox69]

"Times"

"Times"


[Intro]
Real shit, shout out to my squad
This ain't for no fuck niggas, ya hear me?
(L's) I tell em like..
(L's)

[Hook]
Times ain't the same
I seen, real niggas change
I seen, solid niggas fold
I'm talking about, snitching on they main
I gotta, duck from this pressure
And be re-leased from this pain
But this, shit come with this fame (come with this fame)
[2x]

[Verse 1]
Everyday I wake up, I gotta take a breath
Gotta get right before a nigga try to leave me left
Momma need help, got a new baby
Nigga try to rob me, run up on me, nigga must be crazy
Shit ain't right, but I gotta get real
I hope folks come back from the pill
I don't smoke or drink, and I don't pop pills
I'm just high off life
Can't trust a soul, so pussy nigga get up off
And I keep my pole, so pussy nigga get up off

..Cause shit ain't the same, I can't trust a soul
Cause shit ain't the same, shit ain't the same

[Hook (2x)]

[Verse 2]
Niggas want me dead, I can't go
And I'm that nigga, they know
I'm from the real streets, and I call it the Lam
No thanksgiving, but I'mma go ham
Free my nigga Jam, get him out the jam
Free Boona, cause he gon blam
And I'm beefing with the opps, they'll get shot

Turn uuuppppppp

And I tell em' my team, they'll nail em'
And my niggas can't tell under pressure
For them saying they real, I can't feel em'
I'm just trynna eat and see millions

..Cause shit ain't the same, I can't trust a soul
Cause shit ain't the same
And I tell em' like..

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Too Late"

"Too Late"


Gang!
Yeah
2 times, 2 times!

Purple water, pour up that berry that's blue ring
Diamond water Tity Boi 2 times, that's like 4 chains
Boss shit, I fucked yo' baby mama in Mulsanne
Fashion week, fashion week, you should peep my shoe game
Hoes wanna fuck me 'cause the fame, Ay! Ay!
I think I wear more Yeezys than North West and Kim K
Private jet, fuck a key I tell the clip boys that I'm late
.40 on me, if you reading this message you too late

The streets left me hangin' with some niggas I can eat with
Ridin' through with Chicago with some boys on some street shit
Fuck a lot niggas' hoes 'cause I'm on some me shit
Do a hit, don't go by for yo' mans, he know he hit
Real lean, you a fool you thinkin' I drink hit
Pull up on yo' bitch i8 drop I might hit the swift
Dab on 'em, A.B in the trap I might jab on 'em
AP, I know them well I spend a couple thou on 'em
3 pills, they don't mean shit don't put no time in it
I ain't talkin' college with these dudes, I put like 5 in it
5 for the glasses, pussy niggas I see 5 men
Slide with me, crippin' with homie free the guys nigga
2 shots from this Smith & why they trippin'
2 shots from this henny I can feel it
We come for niggas yeah we know the business
Rob me pussy niggas what's the endin', like
I stunt, gotta open trunk to the edges
I bust, get up close to me and see that .50
Like I must, get a 100 M's before I'm 50
Like pie crust, sip so much lean that I broke my kidneys

Purple water, pour up that berry that's blue ring
Diamond water Tity Boi 2 times, that's like 4 chains
Boss shit, I fucked yo' baby mama in Mulsanne
Fashion week, fashion week, you should peep my shoe game
Hoes wanna fuck me 'cause the fame, Ay! Ay!
I think I wear more Yeezys than North West and Kim K
Private jet, fuck a key I tell the clip boys that I'm late
.40 on me, if you reading this message you too late

MAC is on me, niggas so do the Macarena, ay!
Two seater, me and my main fuck I eat her, ay!
Cool nigga, a pair of yeezys some Adidas, ay!
15 thousand, go up to 20 for a feature, ay!
2 pints, I was overseas gettin' it too high
Too fly, I can get a mansion up in Dubai
Drive by, only one I land up in the Chi
Feds on me, and these niggas prayin' I get 10 lives
Opps cats, and I know for sure they ain't got 10 lives
Catch 'em down [?] tell a pussy nigga bye bye
Street nigga, way before Pac I was thug life
Got up, it fell down twice I was drugged twice
K snitch, bitch I'm gang gang hoe I can't switch
Grey hits, I ain't talkin' music bitch I'm Ape shit
Fake shit, only come around 'cause we stay lit
Take shit, call Fat Boy Chubbs we gon' tape shit
Man down, bitch my city lit, we don't play 'round
Beefin' with my boys, tell them pussy niggas stand down
Choppas mad rugers good night heard that gun sound
Gonna shoot a nigga in his shit watch the gun show

Purple water, pour up that berry that's blue ring
Diamond water Tity Boi 2 times, that's like 4 chains
Boss shit, I fucked yo' baby mama in Mulsanne
Fashion week, fashion week, you should peep my shoe game
Hoes wanna fuck me 'cause the fame, Ay! Ay!
I think I wear more Yeezys than North West and Kim K
Private jet, fuck a key I tell the clip boys that I'm late
.40 on me, if you reading this message you too late

 

[fox69]

"Trap House (Remix)"
(feat. Young Thug & Young Dolph)

"Trap House (Remix)"
(feat. Young Thug & Young Dolph)



[Intro:]
YSL!
It's Dolph!
300!
Shout out C-Sick
OTF!
C-Sick!
Thugger!

[Chorus - Lil Durk:]
My trap house a Waffle House
My trap house a Waffle House
My trap house a Waffle House
My trap house a Waffle House
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
My trap house a Waffle House
My trap house a Waffle House
My trap house a Waffle House
My trap house a Waffle House
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low

[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
I got syrup in my trap house
Something like a Waffle House
Try to steal out my trap
I'm a have Lil 4 come and wipe em out
Yeah, yeah
I swear it's doing numbers
I'm fucking with the robbers
My niggas getting money
So fuck if you don't love me
You niggas wanna kill me
But niggas tryna hug me
They act like they love me
Wanna cop me, they a dummy
But my trap house a Waffle House
Sipping lean for my sadness
Got a bad bitch for dessert
Got a bad bitch for dessert
Cause my trap house like a Waffle House, yeah

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Young Dolph:]
My trap house rolling
That young nigga global
Trapping out a Rover
Pulled up on your bitch
It was hard for her to keep her composure
Cough syrup in my soda
Call my plug, say, Hurry up, nigga! What's the hold up?
I got family to feed, it cost the most to please
80 racks on my arm when I roll up my sleeve
Another 50 on the charm cause I've been booming Ps
Sitting in the hot tub smoking weed and watching TV
Diamonds dancing, that's how you know it's me when you see me
My phone blowing up, hello?
The trap going crazy, pull up
They can't get enough
Dolphy got them flavors
I'll shut your trap down
The best prices in town
It's Dolph

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Young Thug:]
I trap out my mama's house
I eat at the Waffle House
I see what you're talking gbout
If you be what I'm talking bout
I shot him the other day
Cause what he was talking bout, what you was saying
Real killers don't say no words
Lil Durk got 300 birds
I'm riding with a stick and I'm riding with your bitch
I nut on her face, I'm a nut on them tits
Yeah, nut, I whip up some eggs and I scramble the shit
Cook, nigga don't play if you not bout this shit
Ambulance, they gon wait on the bitch
I got them diamonds and now you see my face
I'm mothafucking blessed
While I'm trapping, I trap out the Waffle House
Lil Durk, he smoke blunt like a bomboclat
Pay attention, get the formula
I'm riding with Snoop Dogg like I'm Bow Wow now
Don't cut my dope or we're falling out, murder
We step in the club and it's snowing now
Diamonds so wet like a water fountain
Plus, this that 300 shit, Durk gonna tell the bitch

[Chorus]

[Outro - Young Thug:]
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
We got grits for the low
For the low
For the low
Tony Montana, they for the low
Spend it on my son, man that body low
Hundred racks spent on your hoe
That's why she don't say no
My money green like a pear
Who you want for Durk, you know she said

 

[fox69]

"Traumatized (Intro)"

"Traumatized (Intro)"


[Hook]
Head shot'll leave 'em traumatized
A lot of niggas say I got this money on my mind
I see they want me, but it ain't my time
See me out here like I am a little traumatized
Traumatized, traumatized
See me out here like I am a little traumatized
Traumatized, traumatized
See me out here like I am a little traumatized

[Verse 1]
Drama, they don't want no drama with the drumma
Be cool, protect yo' self like a condom
Chasing commas, head shot, no running
See me on top but make you sick to your stomach
D.A. on my dick, I got Edai song in the whip
Cause its gucci, nunu got the uzi flip the script it's like a movie
He gon' start shooting like a movie
Chopper bullets frr-ah, pardon me
See me as a opp then you looking from right across the street
You ain't no hitta if you shooting niggas from 'cross the street
Probably they be GBE only cause I'm popping C
Acting shit, I ain't with that acting shit
Straight drop

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Headshot, headshot, you in the morgue boy
Brought a whole lot guns, you ain't gon' blow it boy
Run up on you by the corner store
Then I leave you by that corner store
Mama crying, police flying
Red tape, homicide
Stay in, don't come outside, 'cuz its war time
Less peace and more dying yeah, less peace and more dying
Bottle party, teddy bears, lit candles
Niggas pussy, don't stay strapped ripped sandles
Come around, a whole lot of niggas soundless
Clip going boh boh

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"True"

"True"


[Intro:]
Lit, no cig
Clean Sprite mixed with no lean

[Hook:]
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some G's in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
Bitch you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions

[Verse 1:]
Got a Glock with a beam
Bada boom, bada bing
Ops not on a thing
(Let's get it!)
We need some real big rings
Netflix and chill let's watch some Narcos
And my cup the color Harpo
Got fifty in these cargos
Used to sit and watch my car doors
Valet ask me how to park those
I'm scannin' niggas like a barcode
Fake designer, that's a no-no
We rockin' rollies fuck a Jo-Jo

[Hook:]
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some G's in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
Bitch you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions

[Verse 2:]
Money got me Bowflexin'
Balmain, no Paris
Pussy 'bout to get the message
Before I have my youngins stressin'
I told 'em I'm a turn up on em
Killed his ass, we run up on 'em
We hawk 'em down, we run up on 'em
His tweets said he keep 'em on him
I'm just coolin' as a rapper
My niggas know that I be trappin'
To the streets I'm so adapted
Fuck the state, they took my Rapid

[Hook:]
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some G's in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
Bitch you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions