Hellcats SRTs 2 lyrics - Sexyy Red & Lil Durk

 [Sexyy Red:]

(Young Rari)

Yoom, yoom

It's Sexyy

Yeah

Bad bitches, we like fast cars

We like niggas that sell drugs with fast cars (Skrrt, skrrt)

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me

Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak

Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave

Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed

Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park (Skrrt)

Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch

Tell that nigga cash out for a whip if he want my heart

Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars

[Lil Durk:]

(Man what)

Fifty-fifty, split my bill with who? Don't play with my lil' bitch

I got booster bitches, don't steal Amiri, they keep a Nike Tech

Bro ain't link with Doodie, but I know Sexyy want one night with Dread

Want me to eat her coochie, but I ain't no goofy, I can't go for that

C-H-I-C-A-G-O, go, bitch we from the 'Raq

Smoke before we fuck in the hotel, got my deposit snatched

Nah, this ain't no Scat, or no Cat, bitch, this just a Track'

Suck it while I'm drivin', big fault, I just order it back

Can't be seen when I pull up, I fucked your friend, her shiesty ass

Vanish mode, I did that for a reason, he gon' meet her there

Leave in the middle of sex, I grab my scale with my lil' leave her ass

I know your kids fans, but if you plan, I'm down to beat your ass

[Sexyy Red:]

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me

Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak

Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave

Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed

Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park (Skrrt)

Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch

Tell that nigga cash out for a whip if he want my heart

Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars

You drunk? You swervin', I'm Sexyy, so he nervous

Bussin' hooks with my nigga in a foreign, servin' (Yoom)

R-real bad bitch, ain't nothin' average, that's for certain

He used to can't handle Big Sexyy, but he learnin'

B-bounce my ass in traffic, you in a hooptie, ho, you lackin'

Pull up in somethin' fast, you know I bring out all the ratchets

D-drive the Hellcat with no license, I'm a savage

He used to fuck with lames now he fuckin' with the baddest (Sexyy)

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me

Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak

Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave

Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed

Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park (Skrrt)

Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch

Tell that nigga cash out for a whip if he want my heart

Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me

Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come and nut in me

Vroom, we out

Hit Em Hard lyrics - Offset, Trippie Redd, Kevin Gates, Lil Durk & King Von

 (from "Fast & Furious 9: The Fast Saga" soundtrack)

Skrrt, hey

I got the heat, comin' in hard

Pull out the flame, ready to spark

Turn up the beat, tear it apart

Tear off the leash, I'm in the yard

I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard

I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard

I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard

I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard

Drivin' the Lambo', I'm burnin' the street

Life is a gamble, it's you or it's me

I can't take an L anytime I compete

I am the one that you never will be

I hit 'em hard

Lamborghini wit' a hundred in 'em (Lamb')

Ride on 'em, in the drop, Bentley (Ride)

Get the money, on the money mission (Hey)

Had to focus, keep a tunnel vision (Woo)

No mercy, I'm not even playin' with 'em (Nah)

Knock 'em off, I had my man hit 'em (Knock 'em off)

I made me some bands with 'em (Bands)

My diamonds they like to go dance with 'em (Dance)

No talkin' 'bout joggin', we runnin' the city (Woo)

Opposition, now under submission

You movin' your tongue like you comin' against me

You hurt, in your feelings, convertible ceilin'

One push of the button, you comin' up missin'

Count it up, tuck it, take nothin' offensive

Touchin' them M's, what I loved turned against me

Let me know trust, 'bout to run it up riches

Ready to eat, never gon' starve

Run with the beasts, swim with the sharks

I'ma get mine, put it on God

Ice out the cross, now who the boss?

I got the heat, comin' in hard

Pull out the flame, ready to spark

Turn up the beat, tear it apart

Tear off the leash, I'm in the yard

You gotta have heart, you gotta go hard

Gotta be smart, play all your cards

Turn to a beast, I could've starved

I couldn't sleep, I had to eat

Drivin' the Lambo', I'm burnin' the street

Life is a gamble, it's you or it's me

I won't take an L anytime I compete

I am the one that you never will be

I hit 'em hard

I'm in the 'Cat ('Cat), hop out and hop out the scat

Hop out and pop me some X (Yeah)

I be with killers, I land in the 'Raq

Bond out a killer, they label a threat

Strikers on strikers, they changin' the VIN (They changin')

Talk shit, just drop yo' pin (Just drop it)

You played that lame inside this club

You better not play him again (Von)

Doin' the dash, so fast, better not crash (Hell nah)

Twelve mad, pockets fat

You run a race, then this a bet (Oh yeah)

Catch up, bet I'll leave you

Tooka smoking hard, this that diesel

My lil' niggas lethal (Yeah)

I can leave a Lamb' in the regal (Skrrt, skrrt)

I'm in fast shit (Yeah), ain't get the tags did (Dang)

We'll slide in our momma car

We don't give a fuck, it get took, get our ass kicked (Skrrt)

Ayy, Durk you promotin' violence (On gang)

Yeah? They revokin' license (On gang)

Slide on bro with a brand new Lambo' truck

He don't know which striker (Vroom), vroom

Ready to eat, never gon' starve

Run with the beasts, swim with the sharks

I'ma get mine, put it on God

Ice out the cross, now who the boss?

Drivin' the Lambo', I'm burnin' the street

Life is a gamble, it's you or it's me

I won't take an L anytime I compete

I am the one that you never will be

I hit 'em hard

I'm in the dark, diamonds they dancin', they hitting real hard

In a push start, know that my engine the back of the car

I took out the tip and I'm pushin' my limits

I'm goin' real fast, I'm goin' real far (Yeah)

I told her to fuck with the boss and the business

I stay in my bag (Yeah), I know I'm a star

I stay with them crash dummies, we don't give a fuck, we hittin 'em hard (Hard)

And I'm using my brain one hundred percent, bitch, I don't need a job

Used to play on the handlebars (Bars), now we handling firearms

Just lend me the gas, and I'll do the dash

I'll puff up and pass, get deep off the pass

I hit 'em hard

Home Body (Remix) lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Teyana Taylor & Melii)

 DY Krazy

[Teyana Taylor:]

If I finally let you smash, you put you back in it

Watch this pussy string you out, like it got crack in it

It look good in the mirror, the way I practice it

I wanna feel the whole shit, don't give me half of it

Drunk text lead to rich sex (yeah, yeah)

Then that group sex, where my bitch wet (yeah, yeah)

You know I'm nasty

Got me touching on my own body

If R&B don't mention me, don't mention nobody

I been fly since like 15, without a co-pilot

We been fucking for a year, before they know'd about it

Boy you know that pussy good, but don't go boast about it

Boy you know that pussy wet when you swim deep inside it

I suggest you wear a vest if you plan on surviving

Ya day was long, the sex was good

So tell me all about it

If you too tired, be my bike, relax and let me ride it

Coupe sex, with no roof sex (yeah, yeah)

Hula-hoop sex, on a loop sex (yeah, yeah)

Give it to me nasty, yeah (no, no)

Oh, oh, you gon' dive in this pussy, you gon' overdose

Fuck me good after we eat, then we gone roll the smoke

Ooh, oh, snatch my soul up in the Rolls, so I can go ghost

[Lil Durk:]

Baby, when I smash you, put your back in it

Get that first nut, then I'm back in it

Can you go deep? You keep aksing it

Don't take a whole Perc', she want half of it

Drug sex, drug sex, yeah, yeah

Rich sex, rich sex, yeah, yeah

I know you nasty

She be touchin' on her own body

[Melii:]

You know you can't compare me to no other bitch (no, no)

Head so good I call you by your government (government)

Fuck so good, I fuck just for the fuck of it

Feel so good you just can't get enough of it

Oh, nah, nah, the bones slide by

You're grabbin', say "Bye, bye"

I can't take this only

I know you want me, and it's clear

Baby, tell me you decided

'Cause in your heart you feel you know you can't fight it

When we together you know that we always vibing, vibing

I feel up on you get excited

Wanna take control? Baby, it's fine with me

Look me in the eyes when inside me

Ride or die, need you right beside me

Anytime I fuck, boy, you remind me...

[Lil Durk:]

Baby, when I smash you, put your back in it

Get that first nut, then I'm back in it

Can you go deep? You keep aksing it

Don't take a whole Perc', she want half of it

Drug sex, drug sex, yeah, yeah

Rich sex, rich sex, yeah, yeah

I know you nasty

She be touchin' on her own body

Homie Bitch lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Lil Yachty & Quavo)

 [Lil Durk:]

Like you on some homie shit

Don't lie to me, baby, you know you want me there

I take it out your mouth and you can blow me kiss

When I ain't have nothin', baby, you showed me shit

I done fell in love with my homie bitch

I done fell in love, I done fell in love

I done fell in love with my homie bitch

I done fell in love, I done fell in love

I done fell in love with my homie bitch

Pussy got that water taste

Let's celebrate, baby, let's chill and order Ace

I'm a real street nigga, don't really go on dates

What sacrifice can we make?

My homie treat you light, shit you a queen to me

Let me fuck you from the back while you sing to me

I go deeper in that pussy, what you mean to me

Turn that mothafucka around, babe

I love you too

Pull your pants down to your ankles

Put it on my face, give me facials

It's why these lil' hoes hate you

You're so swagged that they can't take you

I'm givin' hard dick, I'ma chase you

Pussy on my mouth, let me taste it

Patrón in my mouth, let me taste it

Like you on some homie shit

Don't lie to me, baby, you know you want me there

I take it out your mouth and you can blow me kiss

When I ain't have nothin', baby, you showed me shit

I done fell in love with my homie bitch

I done fell in love, I done fell in love

I done fell in love with my homie bitch

I done fell in love, I done fell in love

I done fell in love with my homie bitch

[Quavo:]

L-O-V-E

L-O-V-E

I done been in love with my girlfriend

I done, literally done fell in love with my girlfriend (yeah!)

She was here before the models (before that)

She was here before the bottles (before that)

She was here before the guala (before that)

So you know I gotta spoil her (spoil her)

Chanel bag on order (yeah)

Take a trip 'cross the water (trip)

Remember the time I said we gon' make it out

Didn't know you was recordin' (nah I didn't know you was recordin')

Every moment, you captured every moment (flash)

When niggas was hatin' you ready to ride with my homies

Mama told me (yah), mama told me (mama!)

I'ma wish you was my homie

[Lil Durk & Quavo:]

Like you on some homie shit (homie)

Don't lie to me, baby, you know you want me there (owe me)

I take it out your mouth and you can blow me kiss (uh!)

When I ain't have nothin', baby, you showed me shit (nothin')

I done fell in love with my homie bitch (yeah)

I done fell in love (yeah), I done fell in love (L-O-V-E)

I done fell in love with my homie bitch (L-O)

I done fell in love (L-O), I done fell in love (L-O)

I done fell in love with my homie bitch (L-O-V-E)

[Lil Yachty:]

Ayy, I done fell in love with my homie bitch

Ayy and I ain't gon' lie right now I'm on some snakin' shit

I'm on some fuck who you is and who you datin' shit

I'm on some that nigga be cheatin' and ain't gon' play you shit

Ayy, but I ain't gon' do that shit

'Cause that's my homie, he been there since bologna

These niggas be phony, he'd prolly do that shit to me

You hit my phone one more time that homeboy girl shit is history

(Gang, gang)

Lil Boat! Gang gang

All these niggas they be phony

These niggas ain't homies

These niggas wanna hang like they your homie

Oh, oh, oh

[Lil Durk:]

Like you on some homie shit

Don't lie to me, baby, you know you want me there

I take it out your mouth and you can blow me kiss

When I ain't have nothin', baby, you showed me shit

I done fell in love with my homie bitch

I done fell in love, I done fell in love

I done fell in love with my homie bitch

I done fell in love, I done fell in love

I done fell in love with my homie bitch

[Quavo & Lil Durk:]

L-O-V-E (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

L-O-V-E (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

H-O-M-I-E

That's who I fell in love with, yeah

H-O-M-I-E (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I fell in love with my homie, no homo

No, no, no, no, no, nigga, she a girl though

Yeah, she 5'2", I'ma spend a check on her if I have to

Like you on some, like you on some...

Hot Shit lyrics - Cardi B, Kanye West & Lil Durk

 It's too hard (It's too hard)

Tay Keith, it's too hard

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Now this that hot shit

Jimmy Snuka off the top rope, Superfly shit

Might get in the tub with my all my ice on some pock shit

Either way you slice it, bottom line, I'm the top bitch

New Chanel, I rock it, twist and it ain't even out yet

All this jewelry at the grocery store, I'm obnoxious

Bought a home and closin' on another, I know I'm blessed

Everybody wanna be gang, ain't no spots left

Bad bitch contest, there wouldn't be a contest

Ooh, smokin' dope

I'm connected

I don't know what's longer, man, my blocklist or my checklist

I don't know what's colder, man, my heart or my necklace

Pretty when I wake up, I'm a bad bitch at breakfast

Still might slide on the opp

It's electric

Hatin' didn't work, so they lie (So they lie)

These bitches lookin' hurt and they fried (And they fried)

I know they wouldn't miss them if they died

Tell 'em move, move, move

New Chanel on my body, it's a boost

I'm so poppin', I don't ever gotta get introduced ('Duced)

One thing I never call a bitch for is a truce (Truce)

Brand new chopper, can't wait to put that bitch to use (Use)

Oof (Oof), checks comin' fast, I'm like swoosh (Swoosh)

Ooh (Ooh), give 'em to them straight, hundred proof (Proof)

I thought I killed you hoes before, it must be déjà vu (Vu)

It's either that, or I'm catchin' body number two

This that block music

This that drop __cpLocation, drop a opp music (Too mad)

This ain't for them niggas in the house, this shit for Glock users

And Ion talk down on treacherous hoes who known to be a cock user

This that pill talk, gotta buss his head, he cut out all the music

Who said you game, who said you can come around this bitch and hang? (Who?)

And I fucked your baby mama, mama and I ain't say a thing (Shh)

They just came outside in 2020, pull up in that '21

I pick my side, switches fully

And I'ma die for 21 (Pull up, gang)

I got plenty cars, I hit plenty stars and didn't come

I said it plenty times, I pay for bodies, I ain't pay for none

You think I'm finna leave my bitch for you? She fuck Future too?

I know that Von hitter, she pulled up on my block in Jimmy Choo (Smurk)

Oof (Oof), checks comin' fast, I'm like swoosh (Swoosh)

Ooh (Ooh), give 'em to them straight, hundred proof (Proof)

I thought I killed you hoes before, it must be déjà vu (Vu)

It's either that, or I'm catchin' body number two

Pinky swear you ain't scared when you heard Ye appeared

I'ma hop up out the bushes, me and Pusha kill ya man

I'm just sayin' now, start to get used to the pain

Till one day I said, "Fuck it", brought my masseuse on the plane

Why you playin'?

Reachin' the gang

Losin' hand

Where you stayin'?

Where was J at, where was them at?

Where you done that, where you live at?

Another headline, where your head at?

Nigga, go home, where your kids at?

They be on my nerve, they be on my nerve, mmm, mmm

When we lost Virg, I was on the verge, mmm, mmm

I just hit the Louis store, I had to splurge, mmm, mmm

We just made a silent movie with no words, mmm

Guess who toppin' now? Uh

God got me now, uh

Guess who at Balenciaga, guess who shoppin' now? Uh

They can't stop me now, uh, I've been poppin' now, uh

Cardi, where your sister at? I need Henny now, mmm, mmm

I flew in and out, hundred fifty thou', mmm, mmm

Now, even when they shout, gotta shout me out

So ahead, go ahead, mmm, mmm

Not even close, all of y'all is number two

Oof (Oof), checks comin' fast, I'm like swoosh (Swoosh)

Ooh (Ooh), give 'em to them straight, hundred proof (Proof)

I thought I killed you hoes before, it must be déjà vu (Vu)

It's either that, or I'm catchin' body number two

I Done Seen lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Yung Tory)

 [Lil Durk:]

My nigga had crossed me and I say I forgive him

I love him like he family so I'm stuck in the middle

I really wanna drill him and say fuck it and kill him

And treat him like a crook, like he was never a member

I done seen niggas make it out of poverty

I done seen drug money flips of property

I done seen close niggas say they robbing me

I done seen

I done seen

Been strapped up in them corners, niggas is really informers

I'ma sip lean in the morning, I get the head in the morning

Niggas could never come beat us, so niggas gone come and try join us

You can't come around, my shooters got a hundred rounds

And they smoking out a lot of pounds

And you rappers still underground

Niggas not big enough, these niggas not hearing us

These niggas so serious, my shooters Nigeria

My wrist Siberia, These niggas be fearing us

I gotta level up, gotta get my bezel up

Slow down and better up, etc., etc

Nuski had his?, I swear yes he did

These niggas act like 12, man I swear they pigs

My nigga had crossed me and I say I forgive him

I love him like he family so I'm stuck in the middle

I really wanna drill him and say fuck it and kill him

And treat him like a crook, like he was never a member

I done seen niggas make it out of poverty

I done seen drug money flips of property

I done seen close niggas say they robbing me

I done seen

I done seen

[Yung Tory:]

I'm finna cop me a foreign, I gave you niggas a warning

You niggas be telling I know it, I heard you fuck with the boys

I done seen a lot of shit, but I ain't making no noise

They love how a young nigga move, that nigga he always on point

I'm just a young nigga, I done seen it all

Never had shit, I just wanna ball

You was my nigga, but these niggas fraud

When you in trouble, who you gonna call?

You was my nigga (yah)

Niggas switching up, only the family I trust

I don't show a nigga no love

Nah boy, I never knew ya

Free brodie, he the shoota

I'm in the studio cooking

I fuck on your bitch and she tooken

[Lil Durk:]

My nigga had crossed me and I say I forgive him

I love him like he family so I'm stuck in the middle

I really wanna drill him and say fuck it and kill him

And treat him like a crook, like he was never a member

I done seen niggas make it out of poverty

I done seen drug money flips of property

I done seen close niggas say they robbing me

I done seen

I done seen

If I Could lyrics - Lil Durk

 [Intro:]

Damn to this day nigga still pray on my down fall

You can't deny good music or a real nigga

For real for real

[Chorus:]

I used to break in the crib now I got a safe in the crib

Chiraq crime rate build so it ain't safe at the crib

I just want money forever told em that's how I'm a live

Shootings and murders I seen I ain't never say I did it

As a kid growing up

As a kid growing up

As a kid growing up

I done seen a lot of shit

As a kid growing up

As a kid growing up

As a kid growing up

I done did a lot of shit

[Verse 1:]

I done seen how you shoot niggas

Now I see right through people

Three years of my life to them people

Judge labeled me a menace

I might grind to them people

I gotta ride around with my heater

Police killing my people

Overseas cause I'm legal

I ain't taking no chances

Masks on for them cameras

On my own no advances

Broken homes for advances

As a kid growing up

I used to be poured up

I ain't never froze up

All I know is drill drill

Put him on a poster

Reward money for the killer

They ain't never found the killer

Don't nobody know nothing

I rob niggas for they tool

Brought guns up in school

Started a war got to move

Free nine boy let em loose

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]

Put a nigga on the news

I'm in traffic with the tool

Three cases I'm a fool

Gave my life to a Jew

In the hand of a Jew

Shooters took him on a cruise

Streets see how I roll

Still trying to get Zoo

Still chasing them millions

Daddy gave me the wisdom

Twenty three years up in prison

I swear I seen his vision

Seen my son I start tearing

I took the game it wasn't given

Ditched school hit the hood

The streets love me I'm good

Shed tears if I could

Shed blood if I could

Shared money if I could

Shared guns if I could

Sell coke if I could

Sell dope if I could

I'd rob if I could

I'm getting money cause I could

[Chorus]

IKEA Rug lyrics - Lil Durk

 (AyeTM)

Told my brother, "You catch that nigga who did it, I'll give you the ransom"

Told that bitch to bring her friends, I bring my friends, we link in Atlanta

Hope lil' bro gon' beat his case, they don't really see that shit on camera

You gotta worry 'bout who got the up first 'cause my cousin died with his hammer (Yeah)

Only reason opps got all that shit, they fuckin' with them scammers

He just hit a lick in Miami for all them bricks, he Montana

Where I'm from, we go off body counts, we don't go off bandanas

I done gave 'em all 'em guns and drugs, bitch, I think I'm Santa

All I see, a real nigga in the mirror

All I see, a lot of robbers and some killers

All I see, a bunch of real-ass niggas

All I see, a bunch of killers, bunch of killers, nigga (Yeah, yeah)

False flaggin', throwin' up different gangs and shit

Hope when they get caught, them niggas never bring up names and shit

Open cases, hangin' 'round 'em killers known as dangerous

That's the only thing I hate that's comin' with this fame and shit, that's lame as shit

Summertime, I be fuckin' up the static

You can't deny these niggas claimin' all the bodies

I can't lie, if I go broke, I'm catchin' a robbery

They askin' why, but I can never give apology

Slow down, better watch that boy, he low down

And I heard that he be shootin' two-three switches when it go down

He used to walk around with a paint gun, I'm happy that he pro now

Suckin' dick like she a pro a now, but I told that bitch slow down, she a low down

I record with a Off-White mat from IKEA

Paranoid, we just gon' ride around 'til we see 'em

Tug of war, these niggas tryna steal ideas

Check the score, them niggas cryin' all on my DM, yeah

In My lyrics - Lil Durk

 Everyday I wake up I just stay on my level

I just want the money more just to make 'em more jealous

Seen some OGs in the past and the fame was [?]

I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas

I don't know what to do, she ain't got me confused

I just want this shit forever and I don't want to lose

I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas

I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas

I done hit in Margielas I took his bitch in Margielas

I sold bricks in Margielas I poured a 6 to my brothers

Make it rain on 'em umbrella

Jimmy Choo but no fella

Free my niggas who felons I'm up 100 no stressin'

I skeet off in a 6, shooters with me no Penny

Green Margielas Like Grinch, I ain't worried 'bout nothin' like French

I'm two-four Marshawn Lynch, I wake up and count this money

Green Margielas for money I'm sippin' lean the color Barney

And I be flexin' ho

Think this shit funny tho

If I see it, I need those

Cancel that bitch I need to know

In my Margielas

Everyday I wake up I just stay on my level

I just want the money more just to make 'em more jealous

Seen some OGs in the past and the fame was [?]

I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas

I don't know what to do, she ain't got me confused

I just want this shit forever and I don't want to lose

I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas

I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas

Yeah you a fool you embrassed

Shinin' chain plenty carats

Balmains a thousand dollars I don't fuck with the Paris

Shoot to kill, send a message

Suck my dick 'cause she desperate

They took my niggas I felt it

Made sure [?] felt it

And I do need a sponsor

Check me out bitch I'm ballin'

When I ball out the jockey my Rollie game got 'em watchin'

My Margielas drippin' I'm saucin'

Tried to rob boy you lost it

Diamonds runnin' like faucet

Lil Durk he back on his boss shit

Let's get it!

And I copped some Margielas

A bad bitch she yellow

Real bitch on her shit

She barely get jealous

And I ain't playin' 'cause she ready

Good head deserve her a medal

Let's get it, let's get it!

I step in Margielas

Everyday I wake up I just stay on my level

I just want the money more just to make 'em more jealous

Seen some OGs in the past and the fame was [?]

I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas

I don't know what to do, she ain't got me confused

I just want this shit forever and I don't want to lose

I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas

I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas

In My Flesh lyrics - Markie & Lil Durk

 It ain't no hoe in my flesh

Shooting these nigga I wont be a victim

Ain't tryna end up the next one

I'm finna give 'em my best one

That nigga put me to the test

I guess that he be the next one

I guess that he be the next one

It ain't no whore in my blood

Trapin' and stackin I come out the mud

I do this for real, I don't do this for fun

I'm rocking these Nikes but no I don't run, I'm up in the gun

You don't want this smoke it'll fuck up your lungs

He sent out a diss I'ma send 'em a sub

And it ain't no need for no vest

Aim for the head we don't ain't for the chest

Buss know make it a mess

Pray this shit ride out, this shit can go left

Give me some money, don't need nothing else

Got racks in my jeans with a piece on my hip

Got gucci on me I ain't cheap with the fit, or cheap with the clip

It ain't no whore in my flesh

Shooting these nigga I wont be a victim

Ain't tryna end up the next one

I'm finna give 'em my best one

That nigga put me to the test

I guess that he be the next one

I guess that he be the next one

Shoot him in the back like Cheston

High off the pills I'm desperate

Mixed my exotic with Teslas

And I survived I'm blessed up

I'm Durkio and I'm destined

Customized Glock with a red drum

Take my chain its Red Rum

He gon kill they test em

I know a killer with no appeal

Fuck all my opps so I know its real

Flesh in my tongue with the love appeal

Caught with a gun and its loaded still

Ain't no hoe in my blood, ain't no hoe in my flesh

For the niggas crossed me I'm still wishin' them best

It ain't no whore in my flesh

Shooting these nigga I wont be a victim

Ain't tryna end up the next one

I'm finna give 'em my best one

That nigga put me to the test

I guess that he be the next one

I guess that he be the next one