Lurkin (No Fumbling) Lil Durk (Ft. Polo G)

[Intro]
D-D-DJ FMCT
DJ Bandz, aw, man

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
You runnin', no fumblin'
Get hit with that switch in your stomach and now you can't stomach it
I took a thirty, he out of shape, when they caught him, they say he was tumblin'
They tryna cover it
Standin' right over him, forty shells sound like it's thunderin'
Fuck all that brother shit (Yeah), niggas be claimin' they with us, but we ain't with none of them
I heard a story about him, heard he be claimin' them bodies ain't his
That's why we ain't worried about him
Foenem be lurkin' for niggas with names and money
Them shawties ain't worried about him
I'm finna say somethin', but I ain't finna check on myself though
Brrah, gang
When he died, he shitted

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
"6ix9ine came to your block", how you worried 'bout him?
You ain't ride for your niggas
Nigga ain't slide for his nigga, but he worried 'bout us
See he all on Twitter
I ain't worried 'bout shit, just worried 'bout the jakes a lil' bit, bitch, I'm around my killers
Really tryna set me up with a thot, lil' bitch
Bitch, I'm around my killers