Party lyrics - Lil Durk

[Intro: Lil Durk]

Yeah

Let's throw a party, let's throw a party (Let's get it)

Let's throw a party (a party a party party)

[Hook: Lil Durk]

Lets have a party

Invite the bad bitches

Invite the drug dealers

Bring the city out cause I'm that nigga

She wanna be famous

Just let me record her

Put grits in my water

We gonna turn up at this party like

Party party lets throw a party (x8)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]

Party party lets throw a party

She geeking, she tweeking, she high off the molly

Bitches on bitches, she say she not gay if she kissing her body

Bring me Patron, I meant the designer

Pass me the hookah, pass me the 9

Pass me my mic, my show starts at 9

Let's party party party party

Lil bitch say she want me now, say my name bring the city out

She wanna fuck cause she see me at Diddy's house

Lil ho i can't go low,i can't go (let's get it)

Call DJ up, play me, block party

Glock 40 on me, cause these niggas hate me

Lil bitch she a head hunter (Say she a head hunter)

Wanna fuck cause my red bottoms (cause my red bottoms)

I'm turning up I'm a bread winner (Turning up I'm bread winner)

You can't come if you ain't getting money (She ain't getting no money)

I can't go, tryna get a bank roll (bank roll)

You ain't on the list should of never came ho

Get in free, if you do the Bang Bros

[Hook: Lil Durk]

[Verse 2: Young Thug]

Party when I'm broke, party when I'm rich

Party in a coupe, party with your bitch

No candy see you later

We gorillas nigga, cage us

Party hard, I need more acres

No phone, I book on papers

You could say I'm in 3hunna the way I left the bitch in that dirt

I'm a King Slime, she walk off I'm going in her purse

Ooh she feeling me just like a nurse

Just because I'm a star don't mean she won't get burnt

Party!

Jiggle that, jiggle that, jiggle that baby

Party!

When I fucked you I came right back the next day

Party!

Nigga party big as a parade

Party!

I'm YSL, Durk, tell 'em whatcha bang

[Bridge: Lil Durk]

OTF, I do it for the fam

Pull out your phone and do it for the gram

Put ya hands up jump up and down and just jam (Jam)

Jump up and down and just jam

Yeah

[Hook: Lil Durk]

I Made It lyrics - Lil Durk

Yeah

Feel like a celebration

I made it. (They mad)

Told em Imma make it

They hatin' already

Make me feel like I made it already

I came from nothin'

Climb to the top cuz I made it already

They ain't wanna believe me

I'm they favorite already

Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes

I made it already

I made it, I made it

I made it, I made it

I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded

I made it, I made it

Niggas say I made it

Got these niggas hatin'

Money team

I swear it feels like a bank arrangement

Who'd a thought, the top spot

That I would make it

Rondo got that 30

And broke niggas go crazy

But I ain't really worried bout em

Already got beef and we ain't hear about em

Chanel belt match the red bottoms

She wants you to get the bread out here

Still club throwin' couple thousand

You could see that face on the brick or thousand

See these 50's with the swearholic

Broke ass nigga, that be catastrophic

Everything foreign

Come from different countries

All these bad bitches

Gettin' different money

If you niggas hatin'

Go and get some money

If you niggas hatin'

Go and get some money (Squad!)

They hatin' already

Make me feel like I made it already

I came from nothin'

Climb to the top cuz I made it already

They ain't wanna believe me

I'm they favorite already

Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes

I made it already

I made it, I made it

I made it, I made it

I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded

I made it, I made it

They hatin', I made it

I hate em for hatin'

"I changed my mind"

Crazy, why the fuck you got statements

And I started from the bottom

Why the fuck they hatin' on me?

Long time ago

Had nothin' to snack on

Had nobody to lean my back on

No dyke, put ya strap on

Cuz its hard out here

Rich nigga left to starve out here

Gotta play ya part out here

Can't let em put ya cards out here

Cuz I made it

Its a celebration

Why the fuck they hatin' on me?

(Let's get it!)

All the fancy cars

Fancy clothes

Fancy hoes

I got it

Everything I got right now

As a kid I couldn't imagine

And I gotta have it

My shootas toe taggin'

And you niggas might win

But my nigga's soul priceless

And y'all on the light shit

Red bottoms, fuck all that mike shit

I made this song, iont write shit

Yeah I'm arrogant

Cuz I made it

They hatin' already

Make me feel like I made it already

I came from nothin'

Climb to the top cuz I made it already

They ain't wanna believe me

I'm they favorite already

Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes

I made it already

I made it, I made it

I made it, I made it

I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded

I made it, I made it

Don't Know Me lyrics - Lil Durk

[Hook:]

These niggas don’t know me, they act like they know me [x8]

[Verse 1:]

From the city where they gang bang

Where they'll kill you if your chain hang

Two letters, dedicate you like AK

AR, SK

And you got to hide your finesse game

Head shot, no need for a vest game

Cop killers going straight through the desk game

These niggas they bitch, they’ll snitch on you

How you think they feel, get rich on em

You ain’t never do a drill with a brick on em

Even on parole keep the shit on em

No mask, black hoodie with the sticks on him

I lost a couple niggas to this shit

Chiraq, where the guns like Iraq

Where the little niggas cook Pyrex

Where they pull guns out, they’ll fight back

I ain’t gon keep it on the d-low

Imma make sure my neck worth a kilo

Imma make sure the TEC got a ten loaded

Wire my connect, call it free load

These niggas they act like they know me

Cut em off cause you niggas so phony

Get money, they’ll call you their brodee

Bitch ass nigga you don’t know me!

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

Murder rates so high cause of the body count

Every day news casts say a body found

Can’t trust niggas so I keep a chopper round

Play crazy, have a lil bro knock him down

On the block in that Cut when it’s black out

Y’all homies tell bro bring the MACs out

And we’re hungry in the trap house

Every show we’re out, bringing out the racks out

Setup hoes they’ll set you up

How you come when it’s dry they’ll wet you up

Watch out, my niggas at the top

You gotta kiss they ass for them to let you off

And that bring them snakes out

Gunshots that’ll bring them jakes out

Every new rapper they fake now

If you stand we'll call that a take down

Eat with who you sleep with

So blind to the money, you ain’t peeped shit

Ice new niggas, they sneak diss

Imma boss up on em, on some Meek shit

And they don’ know me! They don’t know me

And my city like Tony, you a bitch ass nigga

You don’t know me!

[Hook]

Feds Listenin lyrics - Lil Durk

I'mma tell you how my people went to jail, ya feel me

Doin' life, 50 plus (Free 'em)

Feds people took my people down

Then they got caught with them M's

Let them niggas out, man

[Hook:]

I heard the feds listenin [x10]

My momma, told me, Chrisy Louie, had the feds wit 'em

My momma, know I'm heart, body, and I ain't scared nigga

Born in 92, I grew up wit no dad nigga

And when I catch 'em he a dead nigga (bang!)

This is for my niggas wit the feds nigga

It's so fucked up, we talkin' glass nigga

Your nigga move that dope, that glass nigga (that work, work)

I wish my nigga used that mask nigga

They gave you 40 from that last case

2 chains on but I'mma add base

Tryna' throw Rico, gave me head, face

Then then they tried to snake me in that red tape

[Hook]

Nigga you a wangsta and you ain't pop none

My hits like Mustard in the studio, shit I drop some

What you know bout wakin' up, into then block slums?

Can't call back, but you know they wanna couple hunnids

My barber for my kids, like hey I'm out a job

Free my niggas, doing Collard Greens like Lamar

3oo, for that Rico, there's not a lot of us

You can't join us, no these beaters need a lot of trust

He in that low life, like where he go wrong at?

I told that nigga, that line phoned tapped

He bust a beat right here, flexin' cuz he don't blo out

He got the message, don't think that nigga got the wrong LL

[Phone ring] "Hello"

"What up bro what's wrong"

[Laughs] "Wrapping up these bricks"

"Keepin' it flowin' where you at, you ready?"

"Ok bitch, where you at?"

"Yeah, I'm downtown on my way down there now"

"I'm gonna grab my son, take him back to the crib"

"I'm gon' shoot down to the burbs right now"

"How many bricks you need?"

"Hey, you know what all the shit you have"

"Alright let's do it, say no more"

"I got 10 bricks for you, let's get it"

[Hook]

What You Do To Me lyrics - Lil Durk

Yeah, baby what you do to me

Let's take a ride baby

Let's take a ride baby

Take a ride with me in my car, don't take it wrong I'm a star

I want you baby go hard, let's take a ride off to Mars

Couple hate you baby, I made it

Everybody left you, I'll take you

You backing out of relations, if we ain't got a relation baby

What you do to me, what you do to me

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

What you do to me, baby what you do to me

Take a ride off in my car, don't take it wrong I'm a star

I want you baby go hard, let's take off to Mars

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

Baby

We can make magic, you fuck with a savage

You need me the most, I hop out of traffic

Fuck my nigga right now, if you need me right now

I come to lay that pipe down, but I can't fight you right now

Did you give me something baby, cause you got me going crazy

Chanel bag, Birkin bag, Louis too, Gucci shoes

You feeling me I'm feeling you

Real nigga need a real bitch

Just somebody just to chill with

Bend you over grab the mirror

Open the window so they can hear you

The way you look at me, grab that Brazilian

Them chances one of a million

What you do to me, what you do to me

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

What you do to me, baby what you do to me

Take a ride off in my car, don't take it wrong I'm a star

I want you baby go hard, let's take off to Mars

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

Baby

What's up, baby let me know what's up

Up against the world baby

A-1, and she's so A-1

Her lips got me going crazy

Make a man for your Insta

Nigga want to fuck because of your Insta

Next day fucking your sister

Can't be mad, baby it's pimping

Baby I'm different, I want to be faithful

Baby just listen, I want to be grateful

I love you and I hate you, through the bullshit I take you

Wifey I make you, let's take me a vacation

So I do what I want, baby I love you

I do what I want, they just want to fuck you

So what you do to me

What you do to me, what you do to me

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

What you do to me, baby what you do to me

Take a ride off in my car, don't take it wrong I'm a star

I want you baby go hard, let's take off to Mars

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

Baby what you do to me, what you do to me

Baby

I Go lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Johnny May Cash)

[Intro: Lil Durk]

OTF them my niggas

TTE them my niggas

THF them my niggas

Dog Pound them my niggas

EBK them my niggas

Westside

300 them my niggas

Chiraq them my niggas

Oblock them my niggas

Lowend them my niggas

100 them my niggas

600 them my niggas

[Hook: Johnny Maycash]

Riding around with that tool

So I'm cool

And I keep them Normal killers

They come and kill you

Yeah them My niggas

Get poked for your figures

And then forget you

Yeah them My niggas

[Chorus: Johnny Maycash]

Wherever I go they go (they go)

Wherever I go they go (they go)

Wherever I go they go (they go)

Wherever I go they go (they go)

Wherever I go they go (they go)

Wherever I go they go (they go)

Wherever I go they go (they go)

Wherever I go they go (you know)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]

Summertime pop out them killas

Hop out if we see them niggas

Tryna tell em I got my city

Wherever I go they go

Wherever I point they blow

That bitch wanna play that role

See the gang on the camera roll

She going

Free bro, free bands we got it

They took J-Money, he was savage

You could fuck a opp, hoes be wildin'

Nighttime by the lake with them cannons

I told them when I got on

They'll go every step I make

I swear every breathe I take

We going, we going

Remember I ain't have no gucci

Remember I ain't have no Louis

Remember I ain't have no groupies

All my niggas shooters

All my niggas ruthless

All my niggas wilding

All my niggas violent

And they kill for me

Lets get it

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]

We smoking, we rolling

We on it, we toting

No phony broke niggas

No money, whatever I'm on they on

They ride through right and wrong

For a price they get 'em gone

Never fall out for these bitches

My nigga, I love my niggas

My niggas was in them trenches

Now all my niggas in Benz'

Still got niggas cuz I ain't get a sentence

They in the streets, I'm in the streets

Niggas acting street be killin me

And a lot of my niggas is killas

Fuck yo niggas, I love my niggas

And they ride through whatever

Fuck yo niggas, I love my niggas

And they ride through whatever

[Hook]

[Chorus]

Lil Niggaz lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Migos, Cash Out)

[Intro: Lil Durk]

Yea, let's get it

You niggas talk like big niggas

These niggas ain't done shit

Well free my niggas

Yeeeaaaah

Tweak with my squad

I'm on you if you tweak with my squad

Don't tweak with my squad

Lil nigga, lil nigga

Lil nigga, lil nigga

Let's get it!

[Hook: Lil Durk]

It look bad for a nigga, funeral setup, I be all sad for a nigga

40 Ruger shooters, gave all that I had for a nigga

Where you from, what's your past lil nigga?

And you broke and you mad lil nigga?

Fuck a price what the tag lil nigga?

My shooters on deck playin' tag lil nigga

You can't get a pass lil nigga

Get caught, that's your ass lil nigga

You movin' too fast lil nigga

You tweak with the squad, that's your ass lil nigga

Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga

Tweak with my squad, that's your ass lil nigga

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]

Your niggas wanna tweak with my niggas

I'm a dog, Imma eat with my niggas

Twitter beefing, that ain't me lil nigga

Location on and we can meet lil nigga

Wifey holding down the street with my niggas

My gang claim three lil nigga

All this shit, that ain't me lil nigga

Got killers, every gang with me lil nigga

One time, shooters that's four-nine

Put a murder on bro that's more time

Up mine, Imma shoot thirty four time

Or nah, cook a brick or nah?

Niggas say he ain't snitching but I know he lying

Lil nigga, lil nigga

Get money, get bigger

Them niggas ain't with ya'

Talk loud and get switched lil nigga

And we big niggas, and I lost a lot of shit, nigga (Let's get it)

Sip lean, get the kick, lil nigga

Who you with lil nigga

Where you from? You can't flip lil niggas

And we the shit lil niggas

I'm gone, how they sick lil niggas

Anybody tic lil nigga

Where you from? You ain't from where I from lil nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Offset]

You a lil nigga and I'm a big dog (huh?)

You can die quick, nigga, only one call

I'm at the top and I'm never gone fall

Hundred round, make it clap like applause

I pull up with Durk, hop out the vert (skrr, skrr)

(Braw Kraw!) six feet under the dirt

My diamonds is watery, you can come surf (water)

My plug is an alien not from this Earth

I had a dream like Mr. King (dream)

Geekin', I need some Visine (Get it)

Gettin' money, runnin' all in my jeans (money)

Back in the day used to serve all the fiends (back Pimp C)

Actavis, I need lean (drink)

Porsche Panoramic, Forgiatos on the feet (panorama)

Young Rich Nigga, you ain't seen what I seen (no)

I used to trap mid as a team (I did)

You niggas be copyin' my swag, you a clone (copy)

Giuseppe steppin', ain't no Foams (Giuseppe)

My bitch just landed here from Rome (bad)

Hop in the 'Rari, we gone (skrr, skrr)

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Cash Out]

You know I get money, I pull up in foreigns, I jump out with shooters

He talk about robbin', we lay in these yard and bust his medula (we bustin' his head)

A million a day, when I'm in the trap I feel like Frank Lucas (I'm feelin' like him)

I iced out the Rollies, and stepped out the place, I only eat sushi

You know what I'm sippin', you know what I'm grippin' (you know what's on call)

I'm all on that, boss niggas got passes I know that they crippin' (you know what I'm crippin')

Give 'em the fork and give 'em the bowl, I know they ain't whippin' (I know they ain't in the pot)

Durk in from [?], I brought 'em to the trap and showed 'em my vision (and show 'em what's up)

My shooters no clubbin' (my shooters no clubbin')

My shooters straight thuggin' (straight thuggin' forreal)

Your shooters, they bluffin'

They go the feds and give 'em discussions (they give 'em discussions)

Whip it up, whip it up, baby I'm up in the bowl (I'm up in the bowl)

Back then, show money on your head, he dead on the stove (he dead on the stove)

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Quavo]

None of my niggas is innocent (nah)

None of my niggas is witness (whoo)

I pull up, unload it, extensions

Walk in the trap and see pigeons

Birds (birds)

Migos, Lil Durk, Cash Out on the curb

Skippa Da Flippa itching for body, give him the word

Bet you won't bust a move

All my niggas got choppers, they'll damage you

Bet you won't bust a move

Have a nigga floatin' in the Chattahoochee river, fool

She cook it so fancy (whip, whip)

You niggas can't stand it (ha)

When I whip it, the Jays they love it

I'm cooking a brick and they call me McLuvin'

Trap or die nigga, no Jeezy, corporate thuggin'

All of my niggas got gas and dirty sticks all out in public

My cup is so dirty, I'm drinkin' on Ruxman (lean, lean, dirty)

You niggas is soft, lookin' like Telletub-man

[Hook]

Gas And Mud lyrics - Lil Durk

See, I popped me a Xan

And that lean, that shit got me on Pluto (uh)

And I'm smokin' on that dope

And it got me on Pluto

Gas and mud, (Leanin')

Gas and mud, (I'm smokin' dope)

Gas and mud, (That molly water)

Gas and mud, (Or a molly)

Gas and mud, (I pop a flat)

Gas and mud, (I'm turnin' up)

Gas and mud, (Don't come if you)

Gas and mud, (Ain't got it all)

Gas, and mud, (I'm smoke)

Gas, and mud, (I'm leanin')

Gas, and mud, (I'm sleepy)

Gas, and mud, (Can't think)

Gas, and mud, [x4]

I'm smokin' dope, smokin' dope, smokin' dope

I'm leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin'

Drug, drug, drugs, sleepin' off them Xannies

She wanna turn up, got her off the shit

And out her panties

Ain't gotta spike her with the molly

She done came ready

Light up a Bob Marley

Smokin' dead niggas

Spot em when my shoota color red nigga

Don't turn up

Let them drugs get to ya head nigga

Boom Pow, lotta lean, lotta smokes

Lotta money, lotta bitches, lotta jokes

One hunnid 3 times, ain't no 3 packs in Newport

Can't keep up with my fashion

Cuz your money too short

From LA, MIA, all the way to New York

I be off them druuuuggggssss

But

I can't feel my face

I po'd a four up in that Crush

No razor blade but that lean

I got it man I be cut

I'll call up my connect

I need some gas and mud

Cuz he know I love my druuuuggggssss

Gas and mud, (Leanin')

Gas and mud, (I'm smokin' dope)

Gas and mud, (That molly water)

Gas and mud, (Or a molly)

Gas and mud, (I pop a flat)

Gas and mud, (I'm turnin' up)

Gas and mud, (Don't come if you)

Gas and mud, (Ain't got it all)

Gas, and mud, (I'm smoke)

Gas, and mud, (I'm leanin')

Gas, and mud, (I'm sleepy)

Gas, and mud, (Can't think)

Gas, and mud, [x4]

I'm smokin' dope, smokin' dope, smokin' dope

I'm leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin'

Drivin', window down

Hit me, wake me up

Get in my feelings, that molly

Those niggas is fake as fuck

OG? Show me some OG, lemme take a puff

Lean-man, who every time I hit em he meet me up

You don't think so? Lemme pint up that deadly

That Patron hit me strong

I mix that light wit that Rémy

Now you see nothin' but the top and the back of her Remy

Just chew me up

Now you deserve you some Jimmy's

Now fuck for fame

You might go and get you some Fendi

Don't love me

Bitch you know you love you them pennies

Now my eyes closed

Smokin' on that hydro

Now I'm wide awoke

Molly got me grind mode

I can't move slow

Lean got me on Pluto

Imma dog like Cujo

Now tell me bitch is you broke?

Bitch yo pocket is a joke

And my block give ya smoke

Nahh

I ain't off them druuuuggggssss

Gas and mud, (Leanin')

Gas and mud, (I'm smokin' dope)

Gas and mud, (That molly water)

Gas and mud, (Or a molly)

Gas and mud, (I pop a flat)

Gas and mud, (I'm turnin' up)

Gas and mud, (Don't come if you)

Gas and mud, (Ain't got it all)

Gas, and mud, (I'm smoke)

Gas, and mud, (I'm leanin')

Gas, and mud, (I'm sleepy)

Gas, and mud, (Can't think)

Gas, and mud, [x4]

I'm smokin' dope, smokin' dope, smokin' dope

I'm leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin', leanin'

Live It Up lyrics - Lil Durk

[Hook:]

Live It Up, Live It Up, Live It Up

You gotta Live It Up

[x24]

Live it up, run up on him better give it up

It's a stick up, 911 ain't pickin' up

A nigga like me don't give no fuck

All of my cars, all of my clothes, all of my hoes I got it

Everything could be gone like magic

I know alot of niggas die for that fabric

Pretend your nigga let it happen

Whatchu' gon do?

Eveytime I see you with a gun, is you gon' shoot?

Too many niggas be hatin, too many niggas be faking

'But in these streets too many niggas won't make it

Got killers in M.I.A I'm talking straight Jamaicans

If you come through talking about bricks, my niggas a take it

Them hiccups the mac that I got a give you a face lift

No soulja boy my shooters on deck, ain't even got to say shit

Not a word not a sentence not a paragraph

Broke ass niggas I hate they ass

Straight 8 jeep boy I'm turning fast

'But all my niggas can't turn on them

So Imma Live it up, live it up, live it up

Sippin this lean go and get a cup x5

For that price my niggas gon hit em up

Lets get it!

[Hook]

Imma street nigga wit all you need Books, bonds and lawyer fees

Its just us no state over seas

I'm gettin money over seas

Now I gotta take care of all my niggas

A lot of these niggas don't feed the killas

For a G or two my young niggas go get him

No boxer wit this tommy hill figure

Live it up, betta turn down nigga

You wit your niggas, go turn down witchu yall

Like a smoker I can't turn down swisher

'But if you get left, my nigga get switched up

He ain't even know it, but I know that he switched up

I know that he switched up, like juice did bishop

Can't no nigga ever say I bitched up

He tellin I know it don't get it mixed up

Now back to the blueprint I heard he got robbed and he ain't do shit

And yall knew this? pull up on the ghost on some spook shit

We creep through the gangway Hands full of choppers and Ak's

I hope you aim straight no Pac Brenda still having a bae bae

So watch where you shoot

[Hook]

Perfect Picture lyrics - Lil Durk

Yeah, (Yeah)

This nigga ain't really fuckin wit us man

Got this shit guaranteed on lock

Lets get it!

UhhhHH

That picture perfect shit like that

Iont think my shit don't sta-a-a-ank

Not picture perfect, shit like that

I'm on top of my city

Whoever thought some shit like that?

Now I be driving foreign cars

That picture perfect shit like that

Whoever thought I'd be a sta-a-a-a-ar?

Picture perfect shit like that

Ayy-a-a-ayy

Now dis ain't what you want

Only drop some shit like dat

Name an auto-tunin nigga

That'll drop some shit like dat

They say they snatch yo shit

I get yo shit right back

If you ain't with a 5s

I can't picture tha-a-a-a-ayy

Picture perfect panorama [?Porche?]

You a pussy, still on forces

Those are ghosts, I'm hearin voices

Made a "M" by makin choices

That make me see these hata's

Truest colors

Free my brothers

Die for them

Thats on my mother

Alot of kids before 21

(Whoever thought?)

Alot of niggas snake you for your mon'

(Whoever thought?)

I never thought

I buy the shit I never bought

Or them cases that I caught

If I never called

Iont think my shit don't sta-a-a-ank

Not picture perfect, shit like that

I'm on top of my city

Whoever thought some shit like that?

Now I be driving foreign cars

That picture perfect shit like that

Whoever thought I'd be a sta-a-a-a-ar?

Picture perfect shit like that

Ayy-a-a-ayy

Public houses, public schools

Only eatin public food

Really me but picture you

You can't walk up in my shoes

I'm that dude

(Whoever thought?)

Now sing this tune for whoever you lost

Lives

Ayy-ayy-ayy

Pray for em

Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayyyy

Pray for em

Ayy-ayy-ayyy

(For em)

Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayyyy

Model wants to get cuz

Ain't nobody believe me

Call me phony, call me greedy

Niggas mad cuz they ain't eating

I had to grind for it

Nobody had time for it

I had to put my mind to it

Iont think my shit don't sta-a-a-ank

Not picture perfect, shit like that

I'm on top of my city

Whoever thought some shit like that?

Now I be driving foreign cars

That picture perfect shit like that

Whoever thought I'd be a sta-a-a-a-ar?

Now picture perfect shit like that

Ayy-a-a-ayy

That picture perfect shit like that

(Shit like that)