So What lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Young Thug)

[Lil Durk:]

Real drank, 940 ay

Politickin' with these diamonds on me

I should've been a politician nigga

Fifty racks when I pull up

The city know that I'm so up

Your man got money? Bitch so what?

Your car rented? Bitch so what?

I'm the street, they know I'm nuts

Fuck relations, let me fuck

My bitch she mixed, my bitch a mutt

My Beyoncé turn me up

So what? You know I'm richer than you

So what? That chopper fit good in the coupe

So what? My shooters is itchin' to shoot

So what? So what?

[Young Thug:]

So what?

Got a thirty-round clip and that bitch like twenty ounces like a cup

Try your luck, yeah baby good luck

And if I got me a strap your ass get stuck, up

Green machine, green machine

I won't drink nothing but clean

Fuck you from the back, spleen

I fuck that pussy 'til it bleeds

Diamonds like a Robin jeans

I know they wanna rob me

I know they wanna shout with me

They know it's no stoppin' me

Cutly with a big tee top and some Reeboks on me

I drunk all the mud mud up, I need detox only, hey

I don't wanna do none' but butt, so I don't need a deep cock on me

These fuck niggas like paint, they just flip flop on me

[Lil Durk:]

50 racks when I pull up

The city know that I'm so up

Your man got money? Bitch so what?

Your car rented? Bitch so what?

I'm the street, they know I'm nuts

Fuck relations, let me fuck

My bitch she mixed, my bitch a mutt

My Beyoncé turn me up

So what? You know I'm richer than you

So what? That chopper fit good in the coupe

So what? My shooters is itchin' to shoot

So what? So what?

All my diamonds dancin', water, yeah

Big-ass truck like Forgis, yeah

I'm the shit like toilets, yeah

Trap house, no quarter, yeah

Chump change on mortgage yeah

Your main boo so corny yeah

MAC, Rugers, and choppers, yeah

Guarantee that forty here

So what?

Might fuck her once and I nut

So what?

I'm sticking my thumb in her butt

So what?

Spent 50K on these cuts

So what?

We got a city to flood

More money, more lean, more guns, more bitches, more jewels

More cars, more niggas, more swag, more traps, more tools

More cryin', more snitchin', niggas givin' police more clues

And I ain't fuckin' with him

Nigga free Zoo

Let's get it

50 racks when I pull up

The city know that I'm so up

Your man got money? Bitch so what?

Your car rented? Bitch so what?

I'm the street, they know I'm nuts

Fuck relations, let me fuck

My bitch she mixed, my bitch a mutt

My Beyoncé turn me up

So what? You know I'm richer than you

So what? That chopper fit good in the coupe

So what? My shooters is itchin' to shoot

So what? So what?