Rich Nigga lyrics - Lil Durk

Rich nigga shit
Rich nigga
Rich nigga ay, ay
Rich nigga gang, gang
Rich nigga (baow!)

I get love from my block, you keep calling then you blocked
She keep callin' 'cause I'm hot, but I can't be with no thot
Ass fat I think she squat
Snapchat me that pussy bitch
Even though I know I'm hot, I get anyone I want
Rich nigga, rich,rich,rich,rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, I'ma rich nigga gang gang!

Rich nigga, I need a rich bitch
Come suck my dick, wipe off the lipstick
Go with me, I'm with the shits bitch
O.T. traphouse goin' crazy, zip zip
Nae Nae with the car, whip whip
Hit the block, doin' 80 get flipped
100 shots hit him with the choppa, wilt wilt
I ain't playin' pussy boy, I been real
Got a deal and I copped me a foreign
Two bitches 'cause one bitch boring
Look at my karats and my diamonds bitches glowin'
Got the dopehouse in the summer like it's snowin'

I get love from my block, you keep calling then you blocked
She keep callin' 'cause I'm hot, but I can't be with no thot
Ass fat I think she squat
Snapchat me that pussy bitch
Even though I know I'm hot, I get anyone I want
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, I'ma rich nigga gang gang!

I spent 30 on my watch, I spent 10 on my charm
If you touch it go off, like it came with a alarm
Boy you pussy who you huh?
Cali plug got the weed, like investin' to a farm
100 pounds it cost an arm
And I'll be super real, don't catch no ruger shell
I don't know who'll tell
See DeJ give me chills, Chanel Chanel
The way she crackin' in them heels
I swear I swear, I'ma keep it real
I'm a Xanny type of animal, lean drinking nigga
I can cook up in the trap, like a granny in the kitchen
You a baby, I'm rapping bricks, I'm rapping babies
Yea baby

I get love from my block, you keep calling then you blocked
She keep callin' 'cause I'm hot, but I can't be with no thot
Ass fat I think she squat
Snapchat me that pussy bitch
Even though I know I'm hot, I get anyone I want
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, rich nigga yea baby
Rich nigga, I'ma rich nigga gang gang!

True lyrics - Lil Durk

Lit, no cig
Clean Sprite mixed with no lean

We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some Gs in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
Bitch you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions

Got a Glock with a beam
Bada boom, bada bing
Ops not on a thing
(Let's get it!)
We need some real big rings
Netflix and chill let's watch some Narcos
And my cup the color Harpo
Got fifty in these cargos
Used to sit and watch my car doors
Valet ask me how to park those
I'm scannin' niggas like a barcode
Fake designer, that's a no-no
We rockin' rollies fuck a Jo-Jo

We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some Gs in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
Bitch you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions

Money got me Bowflexin'
Balmain, no Paris
Pussy 'bout to get the message
Before I have my youngins stressin'
I told 'em I'm 'a turn up on 'em
Killed his ass, we run up on 'em
We hawk 'em down, we run up on 'em
His tweets said he keep 'em on him
I'm just coolin' as a rapper
My niggas know that I be trappin'
To the streets I'm so adapted
Fuck the state, they took my rappy

We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some Gs in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
Bitch you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions

Set It Off lyrics - Lil Durk

You know I love my niggas man, to death
Free Nine
I can't change for no bitch, no money, no nothing, you hear me?
My loyalty's to my brothers, to these streets, you dig?
Gang, woah

What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy
What you know 'bout warrin' over money? Yeah baby
365, tryna make it through the summer
What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?
I just told my niggas I can't go broke no more
I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar
I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car
Like I can't believe it

Fake hoes, say no, ay
Fly shit, better clothes, ay
Chopppers and Dracos, ay
I remember late shows, ay
Crack 'til the bank close, ay
Fuckin' one of Drake's hoes, ay
Stashin' in the straight A, ay
Where I'm from you ain't safe, ay
War time pop out, slide
Get killed, you go outside
Not unless the mops outside
Never rat, keep my mouth quiet
Shoes cost your feature price, ay
Free the guys 'til they're outside
Four hundred bands, that's why y'all mad
Signed Hyp, that's why y'all mad
Let it off
In the roof and the hood like set it off
Front me a brick, I'ma get it off
Since I was five I been a boss
Swag OC, I'm a [?]
Hear Rondo got out but I ain't seen the boy
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy
What you know 'bout warrin' over money? Yeah baby
365, tryna make it through the summer
What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?
I just told my niggas I can't go broke no more
I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar
I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car
Like I can't believe it

Nowhere to stay
Always shots, nowhere to play
My life so crazy now
Spent eight on the section, said fuck Section 8
I bought my mom a new crib
No more rent being late
I told my granny she get the world and that's my word. OK?
Bar money, brick money
Car money, stick money
Give a bitch nine dollars
A ho can't get shit from me
I used to sell soap
Gino ran out of coke
I hit 16, I had to tote
Because those killers ain't a joke
And I was tired of being broke
And I was tired of being poor
Kick door, kick door
I take it all and get gone
72 hours in a room
I never rat, so get on
You had to rat to get on
Yeah yeah

What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy
What you know 'bout warrin' over money? Yeah baby
365, tryna make it through the summer
What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?
I just told my niggas I can't go broke no more
I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar
I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car
Like I can't believe it

Super Powers lyrics - Lil Durk

Yeah
The vibes so crazy right now

I'm off the lean I got super powers
Dive in that pussy like scuba divers
Hop out all black like a Uber driver
Wild the whole trap like wood supplies
Yo' IG Jim Carrey, you liar liar
I'm in the hoe like the other side
I got right now and I can't retire, yeah

This is the shit that they ride to
This is what you drink and get high to
This is the shit these niggas don't get
They ride and I'ma ride too
When I get dressed I got super powers
What's in my cup give me super powers
Niggas tell tales, and they're super silent
I'm in my zone, I got super powers
Super powers, super powers
I swear I can take over the world
Super powers, I got super powers, I got super powers
I swear I can take over the world (Let's get it!)

Bankroll like Bruce Banner, pour a 8 I need two Fantas
Coke body on a pretty woman, new car police scanner
Nail a opp with only 1 hammer, bullets burn 'em like a sun tan
Watch me whip it like the nae nae dance, car feeling like it's Superman
15 thousand on the back end, all black on me like I'm Batman
Ain't no robbin', that's a joke man
Green light then it's go whip
That's a drill in case it's bustin'
Bad bitches wanna touch herself
She just wanna make love or somethin'
Convos 'bout where're ya from
Super powers got me high too
Made it out 'cause I had to
Threw the Chi like a DM
Hood love me when I slide threw
Couple hundreds on my denims
And these shoes ain't coming out
Swagger got a nigga 'bout to fly
Taking off with these super powers

This is the shit that they ride to
This is what you drink and get high to
This is the shit these niggas don't get
They ride and I'ma ride too
When I get dressed I got super powers
What's in my cup give me super powers
Niggas tell tales, and they're super silent
I'm in my zone, I got super powers
Super powers, super powers
I swear I can take over the world
Super powers, I got super powers, I got super powers
I swear I can take over the world

Xans in my water, can't feel myself
I wish I had powers just to heal myself
Remember them nights I'd kill myself
And now I got thoughts just to be the best
The labels ain't believe me, had to prove myself
D-thang you know, nigga you was there
People left who said they wouldn't
For the niggas I lost I'd take a bullet
Run up on me now I wish you pull it
OTF my empire nigga without a cookie
30 for a show, tell them niggas, "Book it!"
I'm tired of niggas lookin' at me like a rookie
Shark in the water on the deep end
House in the hills like The Weeknd
Only like to party on the weekend
Only like real, fuck pretend
Thank God for my mother
Thank the Lord for my brothers
We gonna take on the world
So she can be my super woman
I'ma get this super money
I'ma turn up with these super powers yeah yeah

This is the shit that they ride to
This is what you drink and get high to
This is the shit these niggas don't get
They ride and I'ma ride too
When I get dressed I got super powers
What's in my cup give me super powers
Niggas tell tales, and they're super silent
I'm in my zone, I got super powers
Super powers, super powers
I swear I can take over the world
Super powers, I got super powers, I got super powers
I swear I can take over the world

My Beyoncé lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. DeJ Loaf)

[Lil Durk:]
Ooh, I like the way she move
Shorty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby, I know they're so confused
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé

Trippin' on that drank, but I know she worth it
Independent baby, I know she workin'
Adriana's serving drinks, 20 bottles, urgent
I know it can be better but nobody's perfect
We flirted for a minute, DeJ, that's my baby
I ain't trippin', I'm like Henny, yeah I'm in her kidneys
She like to play her songs to the way I'm hittin' it
Turn around like, "Damn Durk, I like the way you hittin' it"
Don't believe the rumors, girl
You know I'll do you, girl
I don't wanna hear the shit about the niggas
That tried to do you, girl
Fuck the past right now
Shorty got you right now
And you hot right now
You can get it right now, baby

Ooh, I like the way she move
Shorty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby, I know they're so confused
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé

[DeJ Loaf:]
I let him get it when he want it, knock it down and push up on it
I was plottin' for a while, now I got him where I want him
They didn't understand none of this was planned
99 problems but a bitch better not be none
Na na, na na, yeah yeah
This ain't what he want, I told him that
Leave your girl, be through with that
Get with DeJ, he ain't ever goin' back
He was shy when I seen him, now he smile
Heard a few rumors but they ain't my style
I be hatin' when he out of town
Hotel. I FaceTime you. No towel
They ain't get it but they ain't our problem
What the fuck can they do about it?
Durk and DeJ
I'm thinkin' 'bout changin' my last name

[Lil Durk:]
Ooh, I like the way she move
Shorty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby. I know they're so confused
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé

You and I
White dress, flowers, and a suit and tie
Me and you like Bonnie and Clyde
No beat the case, we're do or die
Who am I to say you ain't natural?
Your haters my haters, ain't switchin' up, baby, I got you
I'm with her like a tattoo
The way you wear that dress, they're gon' attack you
The way you look at me, baby, I got you
I hit it from the front, I like the back too
She say, "Lay down so I can ride you"
I know that she fiending
She scratchin' my back, I like how she screamin'
I fuck her and leave her, she fiending
Shorty my Beyoncé

Ooh, I like the way she move
Shorty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby, I know they're so confused
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé

Ooh, ooh
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Ooh, ooh

Make It Back lyrics - Lil Durk

I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my eyes, and then I pour a cup of Act
I gotta check the strap 'cause bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
Gang, gang

Trap house shooting craps and shit
Why Varney got the Mac and shit
Love her she'll whack a bitch
While Tracy and them be wrapping bricks
The bitch I used to call my sis I filled the little hoe up with dick
Now she call niggas her brothers but I know I'm used to it
Gucci slides fuck her in the window while I'm serving pies
Try to slide got this chopper on me and I leave him fried
Homicide took his face apart he unidentified
50k up in my lawyer just in case they're looking for me
I can't stand the smell of that work
That's why my brothers cook it for me
30k a show don't call my phone just book it for me
Money in my hand that fast money fast money
I ain't talking Wayne I need that Cash Money

I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my eyes, then I pour a cup of act
I gotta check stash because bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
Gang, gang

All these niggas tweaking if you cross me you stuck
I be in the city fuck nigga we ain't ducking shit
All the real niggas. Street niggas. They're gon' fuck with this
All the real killers trap niggas. They're gon' fuck with this
Head shot run up on Durk pussy better not dead rock
What you're gon' do from that red dot
Run nigga better have your gun that's on my son nigga
We don't even tote 30s pussy we like drums nigga
Every nigga 'round me. They're going to blow for me
Tweak with me foe nem get in them groceries
I got the city how it supposed to be

I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my eyes, then I pour a cup of act
I gotta check stash because bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
Gang, gang

Good Good lyrics - Lil Durk (feat. Kid Ink)

[Lil Durk:]
She tellin' me she want me, want me, want me, want me, want me
You call me then I'm on it, on it, on it, on it, on it
She say [?] don't be so phony, phony, phony, phony, phony
Put that pussy over that money, money, money, money, money
I know she got that good, good, good, good, good, good
With me she know she good, good, good, good, good, good
Put a ring on it if I could, could, could, could, could, could
I just want my name on it, I just want my name on it
I just want my name on it

I don't wanna a basic bitch, I don't care where she is
Asking for anything, I don't let her wait for shit
Talk as little as a pump, I give a fuck just to get over her
Hoes in the past, can't get over them
Fuck her once, I'm Kanye and Kim
I put my tongue, I'ma swirl in it
Time of the month came opposite of early
You ever see the bitch
Lay her down, eat her shit
Turn her over, beat her shit
Put my name on her, I'ma pray on it
She say she gon' ride for me
Take a case and die for me
Bonnie and Clyde and ride for me
And I know that she love me

She tellin' me she want me, want me, want me, want me, want me
You call me then I'm on it, on it, on it, on it, on it
She say [?] don't be so phony, phony, phony, phony, phony
Put that pussy over that money, money, money, money, money
I know she got that good, good, good, good, good, good
With me she know she good, good, good, good, good, good
Put a ring on it if I could, could, could, could, could, could
I just want my name on it, I just want my name on it
I just want my name on it

[DeJ Loaf:]
I'ma put my name on him, that's that D-E-J
Stop playin' with that bitch, I ain't with them games
Girl pussy, yeah I put it all over your face
69, yeah, that's how we make
We off that lean I got this nigga wide awake
All these fifties, all these hundreds, I'ma give away
How you got a family, and I don't feel ashamed
You know what you was doin', you know we felt the same
You know we felt the same
You know we felt the same
I got that good good
I said I got that good good

[Lil Durk:]
She tellin' me she want me, want me, want me, want me, want me
You call me then I'm on it, on it, on it, on it, on it
She say [?] don't be so phony, phony, phony, phony, phony
Put that pussy over that money, money, money, money, money
I know she got that good, good, good, good, good, good
With me she know she good, good, good, good, good, good
Put a ring on it if I could, could, could, could, could, could
I just want my name on it, I just want my name on it
I just want my name on it

[Kid Ink:]
Cause I know you got that good good, but you know you're such a bad bitch
I can't help myself but look when, you make that ass backflip
I smack that, on some next shit, got a nigga fiending on some crack shit
In a bikini in Pacsun, you too good, you must practice
All of the moves, hittin' a nigga with combos up in the condo
To tell you the truth, the pussy so good, feel like I ain't wearin' a condom
Scratch your head down, after tonight, you're gonna have to hit the salona
I swear every time you feel like a virgin again, you must be Madonna
Feel like a sauna, we done got the hot box goin'
Shorty such a freak she don't never keep her socks on
Buck naked, said that body so amazin'
Keep a secret like a mason, how you move it like you make it

[Lil Durk:]
She tellin' me she want me, want me, want me, want me, want me
You call me then I'm on it, on it, on it, on it, on it
She say [?] don't be so phony, phony, phony, phony, phony
Put that pussy over that money, money, money, money, money
I know she got that good, good, good, good, good, good
With me she know she good, good, good, good, good, good
Put a ring on it if I could, could, could, could, could, could
I just want my name on it, I just want my name on it
I just want my name on it

mixtape: 300 Days, 300 Nights (2015)












Intro lyrics - Lil Durk

This is Durk
Better known on the Southside of Chicago
And throughout the midwest as Lil Durk's Father
As it started out I had a life sentence
For the stool pigeon who told on me
And I been doing that time for 22 years now
But it happened through Allah
By the grace of Allah
I got that blessing and won that appeal
And now I'll be out in a few years
To be with my boy, to be with my sons
To be where I'm supposed to be in life
And do the things I'm supposed to do as a father
As always, for those who in the struggle
For those who in this system
For those who in the state's system
Keep ya head, keep fighting
Cowards, rats, don't never win over real dudes
So keep ya head up soldier
And we gone keep on letting thing continue to flow
And we'll get out an do what we supposed to do as men
And hold our own
And be the fathers we supposed to be
Be the men of the community we supposed to be

Haha, I tried to get that in
Got Javion on the 1's and 2's
I want yall to follow this shit. Ya dig?
I put him in his glo, he put me in mine
You know how we do it. L's!
Got Juice in this bitch with me, Khali
(shhhhhing)

Off the rage in Chicago to kill
Stay duckin' hollows, fu shit
On my block where it get too real
One nigga doing 2 drills
J-Money love the blue steel
LA bussin' off 2 pills
My niggas too trill
300 niggas too real
300 niggas too real (Yeah)
Pluto be t'ed off the Remy
Think he a Migo off the Remy
I think I'm Nuski with the semi
He still got the strap, niggas trippin'
And I'm hard body, man I miss him
Chino dead not to mention
I was in the studio coolin' sippin'
And they told me stay in the kitchen
Don't be loafin' with these bitches
Don't put trust into these niggas
B Throat gang will get you missin'
J-Rock keep saying he miss 'em
Irish dead that's my first cuz
My first blood
The one I love and I miss you
(Let's Get It! [2x])
Rest in piece to OD
O Block went OC
600 beef with Baldie
Get these lames up off me
If Tay and Buda shot back?
If I was there they would have shot me
(Yeah)

[Lori Perri & Lil Durk:]
Day after day
Seems like I push against the clouds
(I need everybody to pour out some liquor out,)
They just keep blocking out the sun
(For everybody that y’all lost... Fuck it roll up! Haha!)
It seems since I was born
(I’m pourin’ my lean!)
I've waken every blessed morning
(Uhhhhhhh uh-woah!)
Down on my luck and up against the wind

They ain't deserve
I'm out all night and ain't worried
Mama trippin' got a nigga nervous
I'm just sippin' drivin' steady swervin'
Bullets catch 'em quick
Hollows burn 'em
Twitter niggas steady talkin', Murder
Call my lawyer nigga, I ain't heard it
Call my lawyer nigga, I ain't heard it
You'll make the news where I come from
Rap but you get the Blues where I come from
Shoot a tec, you on a cruise where I come from
Get killed out the blue where I come from
Because, niggas ain't keep it too real
Niggas ain't keep it too trill
That's why I got me like 2 deals
I'm tryna chase me 2 mil
Free Rondo, his bond is 2 mil
And I got money I'm chillin'
3 Children
Get money invest into buildings
My nigga we got it we 'round each other
My nigga we buildin'
Niggas be tweakin' get money
Lil nigga chill out on that killin'
The murder capital so ridiculous
I swear I was grindin' for dimes and nickels
I swore I'd never drop a dime on a nigga
(Let's Get It! [x3])
Want a war? I'll never waste time on a nigga
Let's Get It! let's get it

[Lori Perri & Lil Durk:]
Day after day
(Let the beat talk to 'em, talk to 'em)
Seems like I push against the clouds
(I put my life in you!)
They just keep blocking out the sun
(Ohhh! Haha.)
It seems since I was born
(You're there when times are hard)
I've waken every blessed morning
(You're there when times are hard)
Down on my luck and up against the wind (L's)

Gunz N Money lyrics - Lil Durk

Sorry we don't know you bitch
Who you rollin' with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We be some killer sense
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rollin' shit
We do magic pull up on them Hocus Pocus shit
Guns and money [x8]

300 who I'm rollin' with
Called a bro' we smokin' shit
If we broke we pokin' him
Act like you don't know this shit
Sip lean to stay focus shit
Fed my block with dope and pics
Perculins with coke and shit
50 shots we drummin' shit
Fefe we don't come to them
We see a opp we punish him
Word to Nuski killer
Word to Chino killer
Word to Moski killer
We know we gon' kill you
You know we don't feel you
You know we gon' get 'em
They know we them niggas
They know we them niggas
Bang bro hoes we brothers bitch
THF my brothers bitch
Got caught on some other shit
Throw out the case like Cutler bitch
One night ain't no cuddle bitch
Rex throw me a rubber bitch
Can't go walkin' can't trust a bitch
I can't take care of the kids

Sorry we don't know you bitch
Who you rollin' with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We be some killer sense
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rollin' shit
We do magic pull up on them Hocus Pocus shit
Guns and money [x8]

Foenem they be wackin' shit
I ain't with that lackin' shit
Carry 40s Macs and shit
Ink his back like tats and shit
I be up on racks and shit
I do what's in my raps and shit
Fuck a bitch off my IG don't post my shit relax lil' bitch
Cali sippin' act' and tec I don't how to act with that
I'm a G with this new K
Like I'm with the alphabet
Call up BJ from the pound no bake but he gon' make them cakes
Late night drivin' on some boppin' shit
Go out west with that
Put them niggas on you
Yeah they'll done you
Can't go home late night cause I put them niggas on you
Yeah yeah
OTF 300 nigga this the year

Sorry we don't know you bitch
Who you rollin' with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We be some killer sense
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rollin' shit
We do magic pull up on them Hocus Pocus shit
Guns and money [x8]