Intro lyrics - Lil Durk
I can't fuck with ho niggas
I can't fuck with niggas at all
I can't fuck with sneak dissers
I can't fuck with niggas at all
I can't really trust bitches
I can't trust these bitches at all
I can't fuck with new niggas
I can't fuck with niggas at all
I'm on that spot 'em, got 'em
I'm popping up like drama
I'm a poppa monster
Big blunts ganja
Money got hella commas
Big mac protect me, I got hella [?]
Chiraq drillinois, OTF we them boys
FTO killinois, I grew up bad as fuck
Turn hitta by a choice
Got up with 300 turned to jack boy
Keep it don't lack boy
30 and ain't scared
I've been to plenty shootouts and nigga ain't dead
RIP to the dead, my broski made the feds
But niggas turned into pigs
I made em eat the Sig
RIP fuck a snitch, I'm dolo fuck a bitch
I'm dirty, meaning I'm filthy rich, I'm 'bout it, meaning I'm in the shits
I'm dirty, meaning I'm filthy rich, I'm 'bout it, meaning I'm in the shits
L'zzz
I can't fuck with ho niggas
I can't fuck with niggas at all
I can't fuck with sneak dissers
I can't fuck with niggas at all
I can't really trust bitches
I can't trust these bitches at all
I can't fuck with new niggas
I can't fuck with niggas at all
Guns go off like base time, iPhone FaceTime
Never tell, take time
Life in jail, take mine
I got a son can't waste time
It's either starve or J down, I grab the pipe and J down
Trained to go I'm with that
RIP to Tayski, when he was here he was getting that
That boy my motivation, so I ain't with the chit chat
2012 Benz truck, what nigga you know that did that
Lil nigga in Chicago, bigger than happy big cats
The streets be baking, all you niggas faking
But Imma pop like bacon, because I'm hot as satan
The realest in the making, one of the realest made it
I got a lotta doubters, hoping that I don't make it
L'z
I can't fuck with ho niggas
I can't fuck with niggas at all
I can't fuck with sneak dissers
I can't fuck with niggas at all
I can't really trust bitches
I can't trust these bitches at all
I can't fuck with new niggas
I can't fuck with niggas at all
Jack Boy lyrics - Lil Durk
I'm a JackBoy
Don't get jacked ya boy
Have my Lamron niggas to come jack ya boy
Have my O.T.F niggas come and jack ya boy
We gon' jack you
Don't get wrapped up
We got hittas
Call 'em clappers
We gon rob 'em if he taxin
We go hard cause we be battling
24/7 like we maxin
We got 30 if you lackin
How you fawnin? You be lackin
I'm just actin keep that mac in
I'm reacting to these actors
I'mma drill 'em if he asking
They say, "Durk gon bullshit..."
I just hold my own dick
30 year old 40 clip
Got 30 in that 40 clip
Shorty's sick
Fuck the opps
3hunna shit we drop 'em out
Police asked me for some shit
I ain't gon lie
Ain't a snitch
Loud niggas be the same niggas that'll tell 'em shit
Got caught with a ratchet so
I be on my felon shit
One thing bout my hittaz that they don't be with that tellin shit
[Hook]
I'm a JackBoy
Don't get jacked ya boy
Have my Lamron niggas to come and jack ya boy
Have my O.T.F niggas come and jack ya boy
Have my O-block niggas to come jack ya boy
I'm a JackBoy
Don't get jacked ya boy
Have my Dro City niggas to come jack ya boy
Have my O.T.F niggas to come jack ya boy
Have my 46 niggas to come jack ya boy
Eastside got my name ringin
Po-Po grab me, ain't no singing
I'm reactin, ain't no thinking
Grab that cannon, safety reasons
JackBoy out
Ain't no reason
Mama callin
I'mma grab the mac
And I'm holdin
Got these niggas dreamin, duckin shit
Ain't duckin no action
But bitch nigga it's crackin
You can't find a nigga up in the street that say I'm lackin
Goofy niggas talking goofy
Cap and get the 30 clip
Niggas talkin shit
Lil Durk
We up in this bitch
Ma big homie call me and he said get rich and bond him out
I ain't hear it from a crowd
I heard it from his word of mouth
Got a "Orbit"(c) 30-shot 40 for a "dirty mouth"
Rob a nigga for a count
That's crackin Kyle's we trappin hot
[Hook]
I Get Paid lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. King Louie)
Another fya starta production
Shout out to OTF
DJ Sean Mac, this shit soundin' good, nigga
Haha, Lil Durk let's work
Drill city what up?
Man
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money, (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get)
Money (Sean Mac, come here), money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get)
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get, Sean Mac, come here)
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get)
(Man)
She said my ass [?] bungee jumpin'
See said she don't run from nothin' (Let's get it)
She said she Rack City chick
Hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred (Ao!)
My [?] less than that
You a square, check a map (Ao!)
Been in this shit since '92, all I know is checker bags
OT, yeah bitch, fuck the opps (Yeah)
Call me soda, imma pop
From your bitch, I want her top (Haha)
'Til I'm dead, I won't stop
Hatin' fool can't trust a bitch (Let's get it)
He'll tell, he the cops
I get money, money-money (Ao!), money-money (I get paid)
Give her that shit, get me (Laid)
Kick your door, it's not a stain (Yeah)
Not a raise from a stain
Gucci shades
True religion, prolades (Prolades)
Coolin' through the hottest days (Days)
Beefers be with choppa blades
Ridin' pool, get choppa sprayed (Ma-man down)
[?] hand down
.30 got her hand clapped (Clap)
Get your mans Saran wrap
Now he gone, TIP (Haha)
It's a drill, no TIP
Get money 'til I R.I.P (Get it)
I can't fuck with CPD (CPD)
I'm sucka free, MTV (MTV)
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money, (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get)
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get)
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get)
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid, aye)
Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get)
New boo, bang gang (What?)
Bitch, I do my damn thang
Mixing dope with champaign
He fuck boy, so damn lame (Stupid)
.30 with the beam, aye
We folks in your bitch
She took me, that mean train (What?)
Spin the bitch with good game (Word!)
Oh, I ball like hood gang (Ballin')
Gold bottles like trophies (Aye)
This press start, need no keys (Vroom)
Better know where my [?] is (Yeah)
Load up off a four-piece (What?)
On my iPhone, nine-piece (Trillin')
Keep the bitch, she a dime piece
King Louie, I'm a god, hoe (Amen)
Stunt hard and get robbed, bro (What?)
Flow harder than Chicago (What?)
I'm [?] (Yeah)
Move, move boo, that's the motto (What?)
Machine gun, that's auto (Yeah)
V-V12, money, pronto (Aye)
Leave a nigga with a halo if he try to test like Ron (Ok)
Drillin' in with a [?] (Yeah)
Shorty drippin' like Rambo (What?)
.30 rounds, shot ammo (Woo)
I get bitches, and dope (What?)
Real shit what I stand for (Yeah)
Bitch wanna ride me like a handle (What?)
Give me head like shampoo (What?)
'Cause I get paid, asshole (Yeah)
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money, (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get)
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get)
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get)
Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid)
Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get paid)
(I-I, I get paid)
(I-I, I get paid)
(I-I, I get paid)
(I-I, I get paid)
I'm Bout It lyrics - Lil Durk
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself (L's)
"Hello?"
"Man whatup bro what's good?"
"Chillin chillin man motherfucker back down in these streets man"
"Hell yeah boy you back down bro"
Motherfuckers know what it is
Niggas got me goin' crazy
In the crib off the lazy
OTF we the team
And I'm a hitta that's the theme
Police snatch me I won't sing
Read me my rights and Imma leave
My people told me never trust none
Niggas be all in my face but I don't trust 'em
I got the black mask and I'm 'bout it
You know I can't leave the crib without it
A lot of people say they doubt me
You best believe my niggas 'bout it
Dreaded up and they 'bout it
Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it
All black and they 'bout it
OTF we 'bout it
Dreaded up and we 'bout it
Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it
All black and they 'bout it
OTF we 'bout it
I got O and Moski on my mind
I lean for Tayski 'nem all the time
Free da guys like 300 times
That's 300 time
Fuck the feds they gave my daddy life
For my son Imma make it right
The feds gave my daddy life
For my son Imma make it right
Ridin', 2 seaters
750 wit' two eaters
One nigga got two heaters
Ride on me and get blammed up
Soft niggas better man up
That limit squeeze don't jam up
Black mask, hand up
Move or get blammed up
Livin' up to that YOLO
Real niggas better stand up (Let's get it)
Cuff bitches no handcuffs (L's)
Niggas know that we'll band up (drillin')
Niggas better go get it (Let's get it)
Ridin' 'round and I'm gettin' it
'Cept I got on three chains
I got a movie clip like DGainz (L's)
I got the black mask and I'm 'bout it
You know I can't leave the crib without it
A lot of people say they doubt me (bow bow bow)
You best believe my niggas 'bout it (Let's get it, L's)
Dreaded up and they 'bout it (300)
Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it (300)
All black and they 'bout it (let's get it)
OTF we 'bout it
Dreaded up and we 'bout it (let's get it)
Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it
All black and they 'bout it (Lil Durk)
OTF we 'bout it
It's one of them nights (let's get it)
I gotta carry that pipe
Look both ways like dykes
I can't get caught that's life
I'm so BOS nigga
That I gotta blam on sight
So if I see you wit' that light (L's)
Just know I blam you on sight (L's)
Hoes on my dick (let's get it)
Got me on my BJ shit
40' on this replay shit
Mac'll rip up three way shit (let's get it)
Easy to say drill is hard when you ain't drillin' shit
Sippin' for no feelin' shit
Fuck you and yo feelings bitch
I'm rollin' off a hitta
Too many say they drillin'
I go hard with no liquor
Gotta shoot me for a stick up
I do too much to bitch up (let's get it)
This 40' give you nip-tuck
You better keep yo lips tucked (L's)
I got the black mask and I'm 'bout it
You know I can't leave the crib without it (Let's get it)
A lot of people say they doubt me (bow bow bow)
You best believe my niggas 'bout it (300)
Dreaded up and they 'bout it (300)
Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it (300)
All black and they 'bout it (let's get it)
OTF we 'bout it (let's get it)
Dreaded up and we 'bout it (Let's get it)
Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it
All black and they 'bout it (Lil Durk)
OTF we 'bout it
L's Anthem lyrics - Lil Durk
[Hook:]
L's up for them hittaz
Throw the L's up for them hittaz
L's up for them hittaz
Throw the L's up for them hittaz
L-L-L-L-L-L's up for them hittaz
Throw the L's up for them hittaz
L's up for them hittaz
Throw the L's up for them hittaz
[Verse 1:]
You don't fuck with me, then fuck 'em
My own niggas, I don't trust 'em
Bricksquad, I say fuck 'em
Blew the world with 'em, so fuck 'em
I'm in these streets, no duckin'
This foreign mac is rushin'
Kay Kay and Tee Tee, them hoes know they bussin'
I did a lot to these niggas, they mad we fuck they bitches
Fucked a couple them Barbies, now I need a pretty Mrs
OTF, 300, the city ridin' with us
Too many say they drillin', throw the L's up for them hittaz
[Hook]
(OTF baby)
[Verse 2:]
I don't know what got into me, I'm jammin' like I'm with MTV
Niggas know that we rich forever, like we fuckin' with MMG
Robbin', clearin' up niggas throat, fourty got a lemon squeeze
Coolin' on that mac too, high hot shit for a winter breeze
Duckin' low from all the ops, blastin' at yo enemies
Yo' bitch know she doin' dick, we call that ho double D
We call that ho double D
Ain't nobody hot as me
(300)
[Hook]
I'm higher than an astronaut, I'm off the shit I'm passin' out
I don't know what they tellin' 'bout, red whites a get 'em got
Where I'm from my niggas win, couple niggas that gone pretend
Couple guys that's RIP, niggas know that we get it in
Life ain't no joke, nigga. L's up for lil Mo, nigga
Life ain't no joke, nigga. L's up for lil Mo, nigga
[Hook]
Eater lyrics - Lil Durk (with Soulja Boy)
[Intro]
You filthy animal
[Hook: Lil Durk]
I can turn your girl into an eater
Pineapple Crush by the liter
O.T.F., follow the leader
Man I'm off the shit, smoking reefer
Go and tell them boys, follow the leader
A lot of nigga's really want to be us
Got the whole city wanting to be us
Go and tell them boys, follow the leader
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Nigga's mad, we up, turned your bitch to an eater
We Cole, no Keisha, east side, raise E's up
Pussy nigga's better ease up, that mac can have them screaming Jesus
Polo horses everyday, different Ralph I'm G'd up
Flash got me geeked up, ask Victoriouz, Stack or Starve
Bitch I'm off the meter, I get money, I go hard
O.T.F. free my niggas, Tell the judge fuck a charge
Religion nigga's act true, nigga's know they live a fraud
Glock crackin, I'm out here, Ain't no nigga safe out here
Nigga's say I'm a nightmare, all black like night gear
All that real shit start here, check a bag like nike air
Check a bag like nike air, that real shit it start here, L's
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Riding around with one-hundred's and fifties
They riding around saying we did it for the city
Riding around with my hammer cocked
Stacks On Deck, we on top
And me and Lil Durk won't stop
Riding around, screaming fuck the cops
Other finger screaming fuck the ops
S.O.D. we on these blocks
V.I.P. we go boss
V.I.P. with yellow models
S.O.D. and G.B.E. the motto
O.T.F., 300 the motto
[Hook]
[Soulja Boy Talking]
Lets Get It!
That Money Nigga!
Yo bitch1
Wild Niggas lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Fredo Santana)
[Fredo Santana:]
I'ma wild nigga, I smoke loud nigga
Man down nigga, click clack pow nigga
We throw up L's nigga, we flying shells nigga
We raising hell nigga, we some wild niggas
We some wild niggas, we some, we some wild niggas
We some wild niggas, we some, we some wild niggas
We throw up L's nigga, we flying shells nigga
We some wild niggas, we some, we some wild niggas
I'ma wild nigga stand down nigga
'Fore it have to be man down nigga
Got the .30 cock it back at the crowd nigga
If you scared go to church move around nigga
My lil niggas yeah they reckless
On that gangbanging shit throwing up sets bitch
You disrespect this then you next bitch
I call it suicide, Yeah a death wish
No sex bitch I only want the neck bitch
So tell the next bitch and the next bitch
No sex bitch I only want the neck bitch
No sex bitch I only want the next bitch
I'ma wild nigga, I smoke loud nigga
Man down nigga, click clack pow nigga
We throw up L's nigga, we flying shells nigga
We raising hell nigga, we some wild niggas
We some wild niggas, we some, we some wild niggas
We some wild niggas, we some, we some wild niggas
We throw up L's nigga, we flying shells nigga
We some wild niggas, we some, we some wild niggas
[Lil Durk:]
My money long, OTF, GBE we army strong
Fuck the opps, L's up, middle finger saying fuck the opps
I ain't scared nigga, I'm 300 nigga, RIP them blocks
We gangbanging on the block fucking all the thots
Respect nigga, Varney in the car with that TEC nigga
Head shot, face shot, neck shot motherfuckers getting wet nigga
L's up free the guys, Lil Durk gotta make that way nigga
Bank ka we eating that way we ain't really gotta chase niggas
We robbing niggas, I'ma wild nigga
No smile nigga, run up then it's click clack pow nigga
No smile nigga, run up then it's click clack pow nigga
No smile nigga, run up then it's click clack pow nigga, L's
[Fredo Santana:]
I'ma wild nigga, I smoke loud nigga
Man down nigga, click clack pow nigga
We throw up L's nigga, we flying shells nigga
We raising hell nigga, we some wild niggas
We some wild niggas, we some, we some wild niggas
We some wild niggas, we some, we some wild niggas
We throw up L's nigga, we flying shells nigga
We some wild niggas, we some, we some wild niggas
My Niggas Don't Change lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Black)
[Lil Durk:]
My niggas don't change (OTF)
My niggas don't change
I'm just playin' the game, all you niggas stains
All my niggas bang, .30, we don't aim
Get you niggas change, tedious niggas
My niggas don't change, my niggas don't change
Fuckin' with them lames, they don't act the same
I'm the different lane, it's crackin' off my name
Money, bitch, don't change, my niggas don't change
I'm the different lane, my niggas don't change
[Black:]
Y'all niggas is lames
F300, bitch, 'cause my niggas never change
OTF, bitch, it's just me and Durk
Disrespect the team, I'ma put you on the shirt
Never fuck with new niggas, learnt that from the guys
.30 popper on my waist 'cause I was born to die
They just called us planes 'cause they know we fly
All my niggas ride, all y'all niggas try
OTF, bitch, to the day I die
Yeah, I smoke loud, higher than the sky
Rest in peace Mo, that's my lil' bro
Disrespect the line, yeah, it's time to go
[Lil Durk:]
I'm just playin' the game, all you niggas stains
All my niggas bang, .30, we don't aim
Get you niggas change, tedious niggas
My niggas don't change, my niggas don't change
Fuckin' with them lames, they don't act the same
I'm the different lane, it's crackin' off my name
Money, bitch, don't change, my niggas don't change
I'm the different lane, my niggas don't change
Broski told me, "Niggas change on you quick" (Let's get it)
For broski, you know I can change like a penny
They got my bro, gon' facin' him a 50 (Free the guys)
Niggas that told, know they facin' with the semi (Blam!)
My niggas don't rat, my niggas stay strapped (Hitters)
My niggas get money, tell 'em niggas, "Vam"
Where them niggas role when I was locked up in that jam
On thanksgiving in the county going ham
Real niggas tote baby, shoot like Danny Granger
Sip on purple ranchers, run up and I'ma change her
OTF, we dangerous, new niggas is strangers
He change and we change 'em
You run up and get gunned up
I'm just playin' the game, all you niggas stains
All my niggas bang, .30, we don't aim
Get you niggas change, tedious niggas
My niggas don't change, my niggas don't change
Fuckin' with them lames, they don't act the same
I'm the different lane, it's crackin' off my name
Money, bitch, don't change, my niggas don't change
I'm the different lane, my niggas don't change
Learned That lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Black)
[Lil Durk:]
Money over bitches, I learnt that from the guys
OTF, bitch, my niggas gon' ride
I keep that shit 3 hunnid, I learnt that from the guys
Forever be a hitter, I learnt that from the guys
I learnt that from the guys, I learnt that from the guys
My niggas don't rat, I learnt that from the guys
Never fuck with new niggas, learnt that from the guys
Always hold your own, I learnt that from the guys
Lil Durk, I get money, I ain't worried 'bout no bitch
Got them hitters totin' them Glocks
24/7, bitch, we do hits
Got that call about my bro, tell 'em cops to free [?]
Got my lil' niggas on point, call D-Rosey on bullshit
Make that call to get yo' ass whacked
That them Jack Boys to come jack
Leave no cheese around for these rats
It's no trust around these camps
I say, "Call of Duty", black lives, Chiraq, we whack opps
Where I'm from it's blacked out
Got good bitches with bad scout
OTF, that's the right route
2012, it's the wipeout
Kush blunts got me hyped out
.40 on me, then it's lights out
Normal spelt backwards, bitch
OTF, free the savages, OTF, free the savages
3 hunnid on they savage shit
Money over bitches, I learnt that from the guys
OTF, bitch, my niggas gon' ride
I keep that shit 3 hunnid, I learnt that from the guys
Forever be a hitter, I learnt that from the guys
I learnt that from the guys, I learnt that from the guys
My niggas don't rat, I learnt that from the guys
Never fuck with new niggas, learnt that from the guys
Always hold your own, I learnt that from the guys
[Black:]
Yeah, I'm MOB (Yeah), Money Over Bitches (Bitches)
Bitch, I'm OTF (OTF), family over niggas (Yeah)
It's just me, my niggas, all of 'em some hitters
Get caught, we do time, we don't point no fingers
I don't fuck with drillers 'cause we body droppin'
Couple guys gone but we still ain't stoppin'
Since Ramon died I don't cap for nothin'
I just dropped a nigga and I ain't feel nothin'
L's, bitch, 300 miles and runnin' (Runnin')
Threat one of the guys, you better know I'm comin'
It's black boy but you can call me black
I keep that .30 on me, I don't need a MAC
[Lil Durk:]
Money over bitches, I learnt that from the guys
OTF, bitch, my niggas gon' ride
I keep that shit 3 hunnid, I learnt that from the guys
Forever be a hitter, I learnt that from the guys
I learnt that from the guys, I learnt that from the guys
My niggas don't rat, I learnt that from the guys
Never fuck with new niggas, learnt that from the guys
Always hold your own, I learnt that from the guys
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