[Intro: Lil Durk]
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
The voice
(Section 8 just straight cooked that muhfucker up)
The hero
Ain't nobody bigger than this shit
That shit be script (Ahahaha)
Ayy, Baby, I told you, bruh, do you hear me?
Doin' four hundred first week, nigga
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
We beat the odds, got it poppin', this shit ain't usual
When everybody want something, feel like they usin' you
I wanna turn up some more, but for what? I keep it cool
I'm startin' to feel like a god, I'm like, "What would Jesus do?"
You got a piece of me forever, I can't never leave you
Can't go back and forth with no one, I know what that lead to
Told me you want some space for shit, I wanna breathe too
I can't go back to my neighborhood no more, I breeze through
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I had to sleep with my gun when I was booked, I wanted to sleep with my son
Parole board had a grip on my bond, I couldn't dip
But she was broke, but the hood knew her well, she couldn't strip
Plus ain't no type of scam in this world she couldn't flip
Ain't no type of lean in this world I couldn't sip
I beef with my cousin, we catch him, it's fuck him
He fuck with the other side, he gettin' killed
He fuck with the other side, he gettin' killed
I'ma speak for everybody who ain't gotta wait, get 'em
And if I say a number, and you ain't got a way, cashier
I done got bigger and richer than last year
I don't fuck with too many niggas from last year
Bond him out for fifty thousand cash, I use the cashier
And I was in city, got the time, I got mad tears
Whatever go up must come down, ferris wheel
He ain't buy a gun, but he'd rather buy Chanel heels
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
The voice
(Section 8 just straight cooked that muhfucker up)
The hero
Ain't nobody bigger than this shit
That shit be script (Ahahaha)
Ayy, Baby, I told you, bruh, do you hear me?
Doin' four hundred first week, nigga
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
We beat the odds, got it poppin', this shit ain't usual
When everybody want something, feel like they usin' you
I wanna turn up some more, but for what? I keep it cool
I'm startin' to feel like a god, I'm like, "What would Jesus do?"
You got a piece of me forever, I can't never leave you
Can't go back and forth with no one, I know what that lead to
Told me you want some space for shit, I wanna breathe too
I can't go back to my neighborhood no more, I breeze through
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I had to sleep with my gun when I was booked, I wanted to sleep with my son
Parole board had a grip on my bond, I couldn't dip
But she was broke, but the hood knew her well, she couldn't strip
Plus ain't no type of scam in this world she couldn't flip
Ain't no type of lean in this world I couldn't sip
I beef with my cousin, we catch him, it's fuck him
He fuck with the other side, he gettin' killed
He fuck with the other side, he gettin' killed
I'ma speak for everybody who ain't gotta wait, get 'em
And if I say a number, and you ain't got a way, cashier
I done got bigger and richer than last year
I don't fuck with too many niggas from last year
Bond him out for fifty thousand cash, I use the cashier
And I was in city, got the time, I got mad tears
Whatever go up must come down, ferris wheel
He ain't buy a gun, but he'd rather buy Chanel heels
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