[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Nigga with a bag, that's why them older niggas hated him
Know that ain't he goin', he'll crack a nigga cranium
Bigger than a mob, can't be touched, titanium
Gang goin' harder, dare a nigga to come and play with us
Stripper bitches mad 'cause I fucked her friend at stadium
Bitch know she done lost her whole life 'cause she ain't stay with us
Niggas know they'll lose they whole life if they play with us
Niggas know they'll lose they life if they play with us
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Niggas know they be super goofy, they can't hang with us
She live for show, I just bought Chanel because she pigeon-toed
Pinky rose, I ain't talkin' champagne but they live for sure
Old days, we was havin' shootouts up in broad day
Hallways, mamas kick us out, that was always
Street shit, streets want anyone our age
Bro was found guilty with fourteen, boy them dog days
I know a rich nigga that'll kill you for some Balmains
Last nigga, say fuck my guys, now they all dead
I done got my bitch super pregnant, got 'em all mad
My guys fuck with your guys, then it's mob ties
Met a bougie bitch, said she ain't going, I took her to Popeyes
Why lie? She ain't pull her pants down, bye-bye
Why lie? I got six kids, I'm a da-da
Ride in that McLaren, when I see 'em, I'ma drive by
And you not my family, you ain't around me, on God, God
No, no, no, no, no
When you smoking on exotic, you need top notch
Shout WorldStar, on the come up, gave me top box
No, no
Niggas know they lyin', they say they got opps
Nigga with a bag, that's why them older niggas hated him
Know that ain't he goin', he'll crack a nigga cranium
Bigger than a mob, can't be touched, titanium
Gang goin' harder, dare a nigga to come and play with us
Stripper bitches mad 'cause I fucked her friend at stadium
Bitch know she done lost her whole life 'cause she ain't stay with us
Niggas know they'll lose they whole life if they play with us
Niggas know they'll lose they life if they play with us
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Niggas know they be super goofy, they can't hang with us
She live for show, I just bought Chanel because she pigeon-toed
Pinky rose, I ain't talkin' champagne but they live for sure
Old days, we was havin' shootouts up in broad day
Hallways, mamas kick us out, that was always
Street shit, streets want anyone our age
Bro was found guilty with fourteen, boy them dog days
I know a rich nigga that'll kill you for some Balmains
Last nigga, say fuck my guys, now they all dead
I done got my bitch super pregnant, got 'em all mad
My guys fuck with your guys, then it's mob ties
Met a bougie bitch, said she ain't going, I took her to Popeyes
Why lie? She ain't pull her pants down, bye-bye
Why lie? I got six kids, I'm a da-da
Ride in that McLaren, when I see 'em, I'ma drive by
And you not my family, you ain't around me, on God, God
No, no, no, no, no
When you smoking on exotic, you need top notch
Shout WorldStar, on the come up, gave me top box
No, no
Niggas know they lyin', they say they got opps
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