[Intro: Lil Durk]
(D-D-D-DJ FMCT)
Ayy, they told me I can't be around no gang members, y'all got me fucked up, nigga
I go everywhere with my killers, man
(DJ Bandz, oh, man) Fasho, fasho
Yeah, let's get it
[Verse 1: Lil Durk & Pooh Shiesty]
Throw that mask on, when you jump out first, you better blast (Yeah)
V don't like slow shit on hits, them switches (Frrt) fast (Gang)
Ain't gon' lie, the city hot with strikers, they don't last (Turn up)
When you pop in with your killers, you better check your gas (Man, what?)
We don't party on other blocks, they fuck with other opps (Let's get it)
Then come 'round like you gang, that got your brother shot (Brrah)
You say his name insidе a song, that got your brother hot (Let's get it)
Thеn leave him hangin' without a lawyer, that shit dumb as fuck (Pussy)
You come outside without your gun, lil' boy, you dumb as fuck (Dumb as fuck)
Ain't no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (Brrah)
I told my P.O. through the gate that I get high as fuck (I get high as fuck)
She ask me how high do I get? I told her high as Duck (And Tooka)
My brother told me get some property, I kept gettin' Glockies (Gettin' Glocks)
I told him, "I only drink Wocky," he say I'm gettin' cocky (Let's get it)
All them bitches wanna fuck me, I don't give 'em money
One bitch thought I told her, "Yeah," I said, "You better block me"
He survived one to the head, but it fucked up his body
You think he off an eight of red the way that nigga noddin'
He don't even know 'bout drugs, he say, "Lean, OxyContin"
You tryna judge him off his looks, that lil' boy actually robbin'
Man, he talkin' 'bout gang in this bitch (Why he callin', talkin' 'bout gang?)
He ain't get back from that one shit, man, his gang ain't on shit (Still ain't get back for his gang)
Foenem posted up outside (Shit), Dracos hangin' and shit (King Drac', I let it hang)
Before he died, his ass a goofy, now he famous as shit (Blrrd, blrrd, big blrrd)
(D-D-D-DJ FMCT)
Ayy, they told me I can't be around no gang members, y'all got me fucked up, nigga
I go everywhere with my killers, man
(DJ Bandz, oh, man) Fasho, fasho
Yeah, let's get it
[Verse 1: Lil Durk & Pooh Shiesty]
Throw that mask on, when you jump out first, you better blast (Yeah)
V don't like slow shit on hits, them switches (Frrt) fast (Gang)
Ain't gon' lie, the city hot with strikers, they don't last (Turn up)
When you pop in with your killers, you better check your gas (Man, what?)
We don't party on other blocks, they fuck with other opps (Let's get it)
Then come 'round like you gang, that got your brother shot (Brrah)
You say his name insidе a song, that got your brother hot (Let's get it)
Thеn leave him hangin' without a lawyer, that shit dumb as fuck (Pussy)
You come outside without your gun, lil' boy, you dumb as fuck (Dumb as fuck)
Ain't no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (Brrah)
I told my P.O. through the gate that I get high as fuck (I get high as fuck)
She ask me how high do I get? I told her high as Duck (And Tooka)
My brother told me get some property, I kept gettin' Glockies (Gettin' Glocks)
I told him, "I only drink Wocky," he say I'm gettin' cocky (Let's get it)
All them bitches wanna fuck me, I don't give 'em money
One bitch thought I told her, "Yeah," I said, "You better block me"
He survived one to the head, but it fucked up his body
You think he off an eight of red the way that nigga noddin'
He don't even know 'bout drugs, he say, "Lean, OxyContin"
You tryna judge him off his looks, that lil' boy actually robbin'
Man, he talkin' 'bout gang in this bitch (Why he callin', talkin' 'bout gang?)
He ain't get back from that one shit, man, his gang ain't on shit (Still ain't get back for his gang)
Foenem posted up outside (Shit), Dracos hangin' and shit (King Drac', I let it hang)
Before he died, his ass a goofy, now he famous as shit (Blrrd, blrrd, big blrrd)
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