This Case Lil Durk (Ft. Hypno Carlito)

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
My lil' nigga loading up the chopper
My lil' nigga problem solver, yeah
We sold 50s, they like 30 poppers
My niggas, they the problem solver, yeah
Turn up, turn up, woah
Feds ain't picking up this case (Woah)
The feds ain't picking up this case (Woah)
Feds ain't picking up this case
The Ruger 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 Ruger I got pick up his face (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Call up my jeweler, I need me a Mueller (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Spend money on hits, I pay for the shooters (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I talk to the streets, this money amusing (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They say they gonna kill me, but why they ain't do it? (Woah)
Get paper, quick paper (Paper)
Brick case, free my brick layer (Bang)
My Rollie diamonds, they hit major (Diamonds)
Rob me, I erase you (You won't)
They talking on sight shit (Nah)
You ask for indictments (Dawg)
Double cup give me brightness (Double cup)
Guns on some dyke shit (Woo)
Sip so much lean that I'm numb (Numb)
Mama, I carry my gun (Brrrt)
Can't end up like Ricky
These niggas be hating on me 'cause I'm boys in the hood (Let's get it)
No gun, catch a body like Suge
This niggas be getting this money
They fucking up with me, my niggas we got the city we, turning up (Woah)