Lil Durk

[fox69]

"Fly High"
(feat. French Montana)

"Fly High"
(feat. French Montana)



Taking it slow, feeding my flame
Shuffling the cards of your game
And just in time, in the right place
Suddenly I will play my ace

[Hook: French Montana]
Said it's money on our side, niggas talking 5 shots
Niggas talking 5
It's money on our side, niggas talking 5 shots
Said it's money on our side, niggas talking 5 shots
Niggas talking 5
To the top we're flying high
Flying high, flying high, flying high

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
I did two on my first case, next case 21, the worst case
I was 21 when I really sing the birthday
I know niggas die before they seen they 10th birthday
Niggas talk to me about fire
Told my niggas I'd be rich they called me liar
And now they buyin' fame but get burnt playing with this lighter
I come through late nights with this 40 and bright they night up
They grab number nine for a homicide
Left me traumatized, now I'm screamin' fuck the other side
Rider, grab the glizzy, I'mma slide 'em
Fuck all these rumors, I keep my pride on [?]

[Hook]

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Got a million when I bought a Ghost
I don't date, I rather play the joke.
In that European riding with a burner
If a nigga run up on me I'mma burn him
Nigga make me love it first
Nowhere to turn when niggas turn up
100 racks, bought 'em on the flyer
100 clip, don't play with that fire
They caught Max for the seven five
Left me traumatized, fuck the other side
Chiraq, Southside with Durk
Coke boy nigga, till the dirt

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Fuck Dat Shit"

"Fuck Dat Shit"


[Lil Durk:]
In the booth with my nigga Reesey man
'Bout 10 thousand on me, 10 thousand right now
Smell that money man
Let's get it!

Bitches only the family
So much drugs I need cancer (Let's get it)
Niggas' bitches actin' like trannies (pussy)
Only scammers and the bandits (come on)
And my rollie like a trophy, I used to live with my granny
I'ma always trick a bitch out of panties (panty)
I'ma always trick a bitch to do xannies (gang)
I done got head in a yacht in Miami
The nigga be broke and try to voice their opinion (for real)
Police niggas be workin', tell them niggas it ain't worth it (worth it)
Told the bitch ain't perfect, I can get her a Burkin (Burkin)
Told her she can't get nowhere when I'm goin' on the perkys
(Turn up) Run up on 'em, scooter scoom
Run up on 'em, booma boom (rrah)
Choppa shells goin' through
I'm the shit, number 2 (yeah)
Niggas got comfortable, finesse goin' through the roof (pussy)
And she know I fuck with you, she don't know I'm fuckin' you

[Lil Reese:]
Let's get this money, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You ain't chasin' no check, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You don't got respect, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You ain't made like that, fuck that shit
I'm like fuck that shit, fuck that shit
I'ma get right back, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You ain't suckin' no dick, bitch
I'm like fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You ain't hit no licks, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You weren't raised like this, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit

From the lam to the WIC, got alot of sticks
From the lam to the WIC, did alot of shit
That nigga might snitch, so we watch him close and shit
Get close and shit, FN might expose some shit
All that hatin' and shit you thought a nigga ain't notice it
Don't think we loafin' you know a nigga totin'
Smokin' no chokin', 120 on the E-way
I'm ridin' and smokin', tryna stay focused

[Lil Durk:]
Btiches naggin', in scene jeans when I'm saggin'
Yes I got it I pull my Glocks in fashion
Uh, huh, get them digits
Uh, huh, don't chase no bitches
Uh, huh, play with chickens
Uh, huh, them ain't my niggas

[Lil Reese:]
Let's get this money, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You ain't chasin' no check, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You don't got respect, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You ain't made like that, fuck that shit
I'm like fuck that shit, fuck that shit
I'ma get right back, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You ain't suckin' no dick, bitch
I'm like fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You ain't hit no licks, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
You weren't raised like this, fuck that shit
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit

 

[fox69]

"Fuck Em"
(feat. French Montana)

"Fuck Em"
(feat. French Montana)



[Intro]
Let's get it
Let's get it
Niggas know I keep it real
Free my nigga Rex, lil a
Let's get it, rip lil...

[Hook x2 - LIL DURK]
One thing bout my niggas man my niggas with it
Even with this money it won't make us different
Man down, to them niggas I'm a menace
Whole bird flipping shit like I'm a gymnast
Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em
Niggas fake, bitches fake and I can't trust em
Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em
Niggas snakes, niggas chase, I can't trust them
Let's get it

[Verse 1 - LIL DURK]
I don't fuck with a lot of niggas, before this deal, on my kids
I was robbing niggas
Truckin niggas, them guys ain't want no problems with us
My homie thirsty, he the one that called get a with you
I'm ready, I'm out here with 11, a monster with the gun
And nigga ugly like he's betty
Don't really need no gloves, my palms ain't never sweaty
I've been want ta spaz but my bro ain't never let me
I'm shootin, call action, run up and then I'm clapping
Don't get caught with this rappin, I make a call you vanish
No DJ with this cannon, you know I keep this cannon
No DJ with this cannon, you know I keep this cannon, let's get it

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - FRENCH MONTANA]
I tell em fuck em, black dickies with them choppers
We them niggas cause...young and born line the...
All the police tryina cuff us, and they bitches try to fuck us
And the fuck niggas they duck us, told some butter for the...
It's nothing, nothing ain't changed, nothing but chains
But watch us, spend my advance, boss on cocaine
And choppas
For the love of money, hustler...nigga working with that white bitch corner hustling flow
Nigga no lie, my 45 and both eyes be low...
Niggas wasn't balling before the rap shit, now keep a real
Ask about us coke boy, shit for real

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - LIL DURK]
Fuck around and get duck tapes, my lil niggas they savage
Ride around with choppers, my lil niggas talk reckless
They innocence...water whipping my block...
Otf they trapping
Fast cars that panorama, 2 door, fuck a Honda
Rubber grip, fuck condom, ...get your ass smoke like al back no computer
Where that mac at, run up on me get shot back
Old black where the top at, bad bitch, where the top at
Cooling, out west with my niggas, we telling where the tops at and I do it
Niggas know they can't fuck around, niggas know when we come around

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Gas And Mud"

"Gas And Mud"


See, I popped me a Xan
And that lean, that shit got me on Pluto (uh)
And I'm smokin' on that dope
And it got me on Pluto

Gas and mud, (Leanin')
Gas and mud, (I'm smokin' dope)
Gas and mud, (That molly water)
Gas and mud, (Or a molly)
Gas and mud, (I pop a flat)
Gas and mud, (I'm turnin' up)
Gas and mud, (Don't come if you)
Gas and mud, (Ain't got it all)
Gas, and mud, (I'm smoke)
Gas, and mud, (I'm leanin')
Gas, and mud, (I'm sleepy)
Gas, and mud, (Can't think)
Gas, and mud, [x4]
I'm smokin' dope, smokin' dope, smokin' dope
I'm leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin'

Drug, drug, drugs, sleepin' off them Xannies
She wanna turn up, got her off the shit
And out her panties
Ain't gotta spike her with the molly
She done came ready
Light up a Bob Marley
Smokin' dead niggas
Spot em when my shoota color red nigga
Don't turn up
Let them drugs get to ya head nigga
Boom Pow, lotta lean, lotta smokes
Lotta money, lotta bitches, lotta jokes
One hunnid 3 times, ain't no 3 packs in Newport
Can't keep up with my fashion
Cuz your money too short
From LA, MIA, all the way to New York
I be off them druuuuggggssss
But
I can't feel my face
I po'd a four up in that Crush
No razor blade but that lean
I got it man I be cut
I'll call up my connect
I need some gas and mud
Cuz he know I love my druuuuggggssss

Gas and mud, (Leanin')
Gas and mud, (I'm smokin' dope)
Gas and mud, (That molly water)
Gas and mud, (Or a molly)
Gas and mud, (I pop a flat)
Gas and mud, (I'm turnin' up)
Gas and mud, (Don't come if you)
Gas and mud, (Ain't got it all)
Gas, and mud, (I'm smoke)
Gas, and mud, (I'm leanin')
Gas, and mud, (I'm sleepy)
Gas, and mud, (Can't think)
Gas, and mud, [x4]
I'm smokin' dope, smokin' dope, smokin' dope
I'm leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin'

Drivin', window down
Hit me, wake me up
Get in my feelings, that molly
Those niggas is fake as fuck
OG? Show me some OG, lemme take a puff
Lean-man, who every time I hit em he meet me up
You don't think so? Lemme pint up that deadly
That Patron hit me strong
I mix that light wit that Rémy
Now you see nothin' but the top and the back of her Remy
Just chew me up
Now you deserve you some Jimmy's
Now fuck for fame
You might go and get you some Fendi
Don't love me
Bitch you know you love you them pennies
Now my eyes closed
Smokin' on that hydro
Now I'm wide awoke
Molly got me grind mode
I can't move slow
Lean got me on Pluto
Imma dog like Cujo
Now tell me bitch is you broke?
Bitch yo pocket is a joke
And my block give ya smoke
Nahh
I ain't off them druuuuggggssss

Gas and mud, (Leanin')
Gas and mud, (I'm smokin' dope)
Gas and mud, (That molly water)
Gas and mud, (Or a molly)
Gas and mud, (I pop a flat)
Gas and mud, (I'm turnin' up)
Gas and mud, (Don't come if you)
Gas and mud, (Ain't got it all)
Gas, and mud, (I'm smoke)
Gas, and mud, (I'm leanin')
Gas, and mud, (I'm sleepy)
Gas, and mud, (Can't think)
Gas, and mud, [x4]
I'm smokin' dope, smokin' dope, smokin' dope
I'm leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin'

 

[fox69]

"Get That Money"
(feat. Chris Brown & French Montana)

"Get That Money"
(feat. Chris Brown & French Montana)



[Chris Brown:]
Look how she up and down that pole
Stripper bitches, got a couple singles for you
Just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Now do it, get dat money baby
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Go ahead and get dat money baby

[Lil Durk:]
Hundred dollar bottle
What the strippers swallow
Malaya Blacc Chyna
Shout out to Tyga
Red Bottom just to match the Rarri Spider
Plane, Jane rolling got them bitches on fire

Now whoever say I come for
I just break the band on the bitch that's on that pole
Pussy popping, got the squad turning up with hoes
Ace Of Spades, VIP, we see TV like show
Now oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Got spice red all on my shoe
We global like we on the news
Stay in the best designer, we be on the news
Let's get it

[Chris Brown:]
Look how she up and down that pole
Stripper bitches, got a couple singles for you
Just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Now do it, get dat money baby
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Go ahead and get dat money baby

[French Montana:]
Came flipping, I bought it
When I came through in that foreign
Only fuck with them bad bitches, them square bitches be boring
She need five stacks on that hair
Coke, pills I'm on
Been getting money all year
All them cribs I own

Showty help me slanging fish to meet me at the yard
Godamn, young nigga made it hot
Showty bend it over, throw them bands on it
Came with a 100 large, Uncle Sam on em
We just spend it on the top like a ceiling fan
I can catch a of the Instagram
Wrist wrapped up, John Wall
Stacking money up, wall to wall

[Chris Brown:]
Look how she up and down that pole
Stripper bitches, got a couple singles for you
Just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Now do it, get dat money baby
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Go ahead and get dat money baby

 

[fox69]

"Ghetto (Grew Up)"
(feat. Hypno Carlito)

"Ghetto (Grew Up)"
(feat. Hypno Carlito)



Ghetto, yeah I grew up in the ghetto
Let's get it
L's

[Hook - Lil Durk:]
(I grew up like that)
Nothing to eat, nowhere to sleep, nowhere to go
People to meet, I'm from these streets
(I grew up like that)
Steady going to funerals, steady going to interviews
Not going too far, so I stick to the wall
(I grew up like that)
I grew up in the ghetto
Where niggas don't make it out like that
(I grew up like that)
I grew up in the ghetto
Where my niggas don't make it out like that

[Verse 1 - Lil Durk:]
I grew up with fam
I grew up with niggas that call me fam
I grew up with niggas who state they man
I grew up with niggas who got in that jam
I grew up with niggas doing life in the can
One time, fighting for land
But I grew up in the ghetto
Times I ain't eat nun, go to school just to eat lunch
No kid watching re-runs, wake up doing re-runs
My momma, my opponent (let's get it)
These millions I'm on it
And I gotta eat nigga
On the corners everyday with the lights out
Walk in broad day with the pipes out
Waking up middle night with the lights out
So why these niggas faking?
I pray to God that I make it
I tell my momma I can't take it (the ghetto)

[Hook - Lil Durk]

[Verse 2 - Hypno Carlito:]
C-C-Came up in the ghetto
People tell me keep my head up my whole life
If I didn't have nothing, I'm fed up
B-B-Bitches out here, just shut up
Rest in peace my lil shawty
I promise I wish I could write you a letter
And I miss you momma
I trap like it's life because no one is promised tomorrow
Pray to my father
Lord forgive me for sins I committed
But this is the way that we living
Why can't no one see my vision?
Remember the basement, remember my aunty would beat me because of the dishes
Couldn't wait to get grown, say to myself when I make it I'm gone from you bitches

[Bridge:]
Even though a nigga tryna make it out I still got love for the (ghetto [x3])
I can't change, I was raised in the (ghetto [x3])
Made me who I am and I love the (ghetto [x3])

[Hook - Lil Durk]

(I grew up in the ghetto)
Why they faking, why they faking?

 

[fox69]

"Glock Up"

"Glock Up"


My boys play no games
Keep must, need no aim
Lil Durk need no fame
Pints in, need codeine
2K for these Balmains
2K cause we ballin'
Bad bitch keep callin'
Poker face, we all in
Blockbuster, we pop up
Pussy boys ain't old enough
Keep your gun, we pop up
Don't try us, we glocked up
Homicide, I ain't seen none'
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug

See us, them boys can't be us
Tweakers, why they be wifing eaters
E-Way, smoking, choking, coughing
Rollin' up on that Keisha
Guns down, man I can't leave 'em
Make sure that he don't see us
Run off on me, I guarantee my boys'll be to see him
64 hundred normal
Trap house be doin' numbers
Hundred just don't be stunting
You might make it through the summer
You ain't eat cause you thuggin'
Two two three shells like suckers
She say she cannot fuck off a xanny, she need a oven
Arrogant motherfucker
Runnin' off from the bubble
Felonies, I got double
See me, they know it's trouble
Shootin' shit, ain't no scuffle
Vernie, that boy the muscle
I be sippin' Actavis while them boys be sippin' 'Test

My boys play no games
Keep must, need no aim
Lil Durk need no fame
Pints in, need codeine
2K for these Balmains
2K cause we ballin'
Bad bitch keep callin'
Poker face, we all in
Blockbuster, we pop up
Pussy boys ain't old enough
Keep your gun, we pop up
Don't try us, we glocked up
Homicide, I ain't seen none'
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug

Rob who?
Just go and get a job cool
I'm three-double-O, that's my tool
You snatch this chain out in LA, this chopper gon' chop you
My bitch ass is A1, in love with her top too
Lil Buku will drop you
Leave your ass wet up, this chain I got is wet up
Don't trust no hoes, they set up
It's Louis V all over me, I swear I'm in a chess club
Streets gon' miss Bankroll, for him I keep a bankroll
Hate skank hoes, and I never wear the same clothes
Designer, ain't it ain't too hard to find us
Got killers off in Atlanta, and I cop drink from the mana
Excuse, I ain't got no manners
Excuse, I ain't got no manners

My boys play no games
Keep must, need no aim
Lil Durk need no fame
Pints in, need codeine
2K for these Balmains
2K cause we ballin'
Bad bitch keep callin'
Poker face, we all in
Blockbuster, we pop up
Pussy boys ain't old enough
Keep your gun, we pop up
Don't try us, we glocked up
Homicide, I ain't seen none'
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug
Pussy boy, while y'all mean mug

 

[fox69]

"Good Good"
(feat. Kid Ink)

"Good Good"
(feat. Kid Ink)



[Chorus - Lil Durk:]
And I know that she love me
She telling me that she want me, want me, want me, want me want me
You call me then I'm on it, on it, on it, on it, on it
She say... don't be so phony, phony, phony, phony, phony
Put that pussy over that money, money, money, money, money
I know she got that good, good, good, good, good, good
Be easy, you know she good, good, good, good, good, you know
We don't need my crew, crew, crew, crew, crew, I would
Do you want my name on? Do you want my name on? I could put my name on

[Verse - Kid Ink:]
Cause I know you got that good good, but I know you're such a bad bitch
I can't help myself but look when, you make that ass backflip
I smack that, on some next shit, got a nigga fiending on some crack shit
In a bikini in Pacsun, you too good, you must practice
All of the moves, hitting a nigga with combos up in the condo, ow
To tell you the truth, the pussy so good, it feel like a nigga ain't wearin a condom, oh
Scratch your head down, after tonight, you're gonna have to hit the solana, yeah
I swear every time you feel like a virgin again, you must be Madonna
Feel like a sauna, we done got the hot box going, oh
Shawty such a freak show, never keep her socks on, no
Buck it naked, said that body so amazin, yuh
Keep a secret like a mason, whoa how you move it like you naked

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Goofy"
(feat. Jeezy & Future)

"Goofy"
(feat. Jeezy & Future)



[Future:]
Southside
Yeah, Super
Yeah, what we doin'?

Only the family involved
I don't fuck with none of these goofy, goofy, goofies
I don't fuck with none of you goofy, goofies
Only the family involved
I don't fuck with none of these goofy, goofy, goofies
I don't fuck with none of you goofy, goofies
Young nigga thought I was trippin'
Had to cut 'em off 'cause you wasn't gettin' no money
Young nigga thought I was trippin'
Had to cut it off 'cause you wasn't catching no hundreds
Shit, I bought the goon from Russia
Shit, I bought the goon from Russia

[Lil Durk:]
Took the string off the MAC, you a goofy
Switch up for some pussy you coochie (lean)
How you bad and boujee? (bitch)
No car, no house, lil' bitch you goofy (goofy)
I wouldn't mind fuckin' in the coupe (in the coupe)
I wouldn't mind fuckin', no groupies (no groupies)
I wouldn't mind fuckin' with goofies (lame)
Send his ass off he a goofy (pussy)
Left his ass stretched on the stretcher (goofy)
Fucked the bitch left her in the huncho (groupie)
Lamborghini price go skrt skrt
Young nigga caught a body got right out
In my neighborhood I'm like Tookie (6-0)
Set it off, uzi
Your jewelry gang, fufi (fake!)
You thinking we goofy we hop out and shoot

[Future:]
Only the family involved
I don't fuck with none of these goofy, goofy, goofies
I don't fuck with none of you goofy, goofies
Only the family involved
I don't fuck with none of these goofy, goofy, goofies
I don't fuck with none of you goofy, goofies
Young nigga thought I was trippin'
Had to cut 'em off 'cause you wasn't gettin' no money
Young nigga thought I was trippin'
Had to cut it off 'cause you wasn't catching no hundreds
Shit, I bought the goon from Russia
Shit, I bought the goon from Russia

[Jeezy:]
Coupe from Italy though
I got two of them Rollies
That mean I'm goin' to Boosie
All that dick ridin', no lyin'
Don't know if they're gangstas or groupies
I can't give a fuck 'bout these niggas
Def ain't textin' these hoes
Sleep with a million in cash
Them my relationship goals
I'm on the phone with a sheik
I'm tryna cop me some gems
I'm in the coupe with a mink
I'm ridin' facto the rims
D.A. know who I am
Galore is I don't give a damn
Open my top like a clam
Bentley as white as them grams

[Future:]
Only the family involved
I don't fuck with none of these goofy, goofy, goofies
I don't fuck with none of you goofy, goofies
Only the family involved
I don't fuck with none of these goofy, goofy, goofies
I don't fuck with none of you goofy, goofies
Young nigga thought I was trippin'
Had to cut 'em off 'cause you wasn't gettin' no money
Young nigga thought I was trippin'
Had to cut it off 'cause you wasn't catching no hundreds
Shit, I bought the goon from Russia
Shit, I bought the goon from Russia

 

[fox69]

"Gunz And Money"

"Gunz And Money"


[Chorus:]
Sorry we don't know you bitch
Who you rolling with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We be some killer sense
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rolling shit
We do magic pull up on them Hocus Pocus shit
Guns and money [x8]

[Verse 1:]
300 who I'm rolling with
Called a bro we smoking shit
If we broke we poking him
Act like you don't know this shit
Sip lean to stay focus shit
Fed my block with dope and pics
Perculins with coke and shit
50 shots we drumming shit
Fefe we don't come to them
We see a opp we punish him
Word to Nuski killer
Word to Chino killer
Word to Moski killer
We know we gon kill you
You know we don't feel you
You know we gon get em
They know we them niggas
They know we them niggas
Bang bro hoes we brothers bitch
THF my brothers bitch
Got caught on some other shit
Throw out the case like color bitch
One night ain't no cuddle bitch
Ref throw me a rubber bitch
Can't go walking ain't trust a bitch
I can't take care of the kids

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Foenem they be wacking shit
I ain't with that lacking shit
Carry 40s Macs and shit
Inkies back like tatting shit
I be up on racks and shit
I do what's in my riffle shit
Fuck a bitch off my IG don't post my shit relax lil bitch
Cali sipping act and tec I don't how to act with that
I'm a G with this new K
Like I'm with the alphabet
Call up BJ from the pen no back? but he gon make them checks
Late night driving on some bopping shit
Go out west with that
Put them niggas on you
Yeah they'll done you
Can't go home late night cause I put them niggas on you
Yeah yeah
OTF 300 nigga this the year

[Chorus]