[Intro]
This what I need y'all to do before I even come out
I need y'all to raise y'all phones up
And scream to the top of y'all fuckin' lungs
Niggas ain't gon' be sittin' around lookin' bored
This ain't regular, nigga, trenches in the building, let's get it
(You know what it is, right?)
Ayy, this shit like videos, you hear me? (Apple Music Live)
Everything I'm sayin', this motherfucker all props (This shit is not real, The Voice is in the building)
Just case the police listening, you know? (OTF)
Smurk, slide, slide, slide (Man, what?)
[Chorus]
Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah)
I'm like, fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun (Gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds'll come (Man, what?)
He fucking his bitches, them niggas his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Let's go)
[Verse 1]
We been slidin' through they blocks and they don't know we have
Buddy ass got shot and we ain't claim it, but I can show his ass
Niggas acting like they really like that since my brodie died (Von)
Just got out the feds, you bring up murders with your police ass (Pussy)
I told Von to leave that bitch alone, she post on OnlyFans (Eater)
Catch 'em at apartments they been in 'cause that's our only chance (Brrah)
They don't be outside like you think, they ass be on the 'Gram (On gang)
Old opps fucking with my new opps (Brr), oh, man (Brrah)
That shit merched, we been through there, that shit like ghost land (Skrrt, skrrt)
My brother DThang just got killed and I been slow since (Gang, gang)
But we got back on they ass, I bet they know this (Brrah)
And, on bro, I'm speaking facts, this ain't no diss (This ain't no diss)
Keep the police out my business, we don't post shit (We don't post shit)
Trigger happy, I be with Zoo 'nem, we on 46 ('Wop, 'Wop)
They like, "Durk, his ass a singer, he won't smoke shit" (Yeah, yeah)
You can believe whatever you want, I got your folks hit (Ah-ha)
This what I need y'all to do before I even come out
I need y'all to raise y'all phones up
And scream to the top of y'all fuckin' lungs
Niggas ain't gon' be sittin' around lookin' bored
This ain't regular, nigga, trenches in the building, let's get it
(You know what it is, right?)
Ayy, this shit like videos, you hear me? (Apple Music Live)
Everything I'm sayin', this motherfucker all props (This shit is not real, The Voice is in the building)
Just case the police listening, you know? (OTF)
Smurk, slide, slide, slide (Man, what?)
[Chorus]
Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah)
I'm like, fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun (Gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds'll come (Man, what?)
He fucking his bitches, them niggas his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Let's go)
[Verse 1]
We been slidin' through they blocks and they don't know we have
Buddy ass got shot and we ain't claim it, but I can show his ass
Niggas acting like they really like that since my brodie died (Von)
Just got out the feds, you bring up murders with your police ass (Pussy)
I told Von to leave that bitch alone, she post on OnlyFans (Eater)
Catch 'em at apartments they been in 'cause that's our only chance (Brrah)
They don't be outside like you think, they ass be on the 'Gram (On gang)
Old opps fucking with my new opps (Brr), oh, man (Brrah)
That shit merched, we been through there, that shit like ghost land (Skrrt, skrrt)
My brother DThang just got killed and I been slow since (Gang, gang)
But we got back on they ass, I bet they know this (Brrah)
And, on bro, I'm speaking facts, this ain't no diss (This ain't no diss)
Keep the police out my business, we don't post shit (We don't post shit)
Trigger happy, I be with Zoo 'nem, we on 46 ('Wop, 'Wop)
They like, "Durk, his ass a singer, he won't smoke shit" (Yeah, yeah)
You can believe whatever you want, I got your folks hit (Ah-ha)
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