Lyrics

Yea, let's get it Summer's mine! You guys talk like big niggas You niggas ain't done shit Free my niggas, yeah! ... till you with my squad, no, no! It look bad for a nigga, ...said I be all sad for a nigga 40 rookie 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 playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga You tweak with the squad, that's your ass, lil nigga Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga Tweak with my squad and that's your, ass lil nigga! Your niggas wanna tweak with my niggas I'm a dog, Imma eat with my niggas (lets get em!) Location on and we can meet, lil nigga Watch them hold down the street with my niggas, My gang claimed 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, I'mma shoot thirty four time Oh no, cook a brick, oh no! Niggas say he a street but I know he not 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) Im still playing with the kid, lil nigga Who you with, lil nigga? Where you from? You can't flip, lil niggas And we the shi, t lil niggas I'm gone and now they sick, lil niggas Anybody tic, lil nigga Where you from? You ain't from where I from, lil nigga! It look bad for a nigga, ...said I be all sad for a nigga 40 rookie 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 playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga You tweak with the squad, that's your ass, lil nigga Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga Tweak with my squad and that's your, ass lil nigga! You a lil nigga and I'm a big dog, oh 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 verse 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) Geeking, I need some Visine (get it) Getting money, running all in my jeans (money) Back in the day used to serve all the fiends (back Pimp C) Activist, 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 copying my swag, you a clone (copy) Giuseppe stepping, ain't no phone (Giuseppe) My bitch just landed here from Rome (bang) Hop in the roarry, we gone (skirt, skirt!) It look bad for a nigga, ...said I be all sad for a nigga 40 rookie 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 playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga You tweak with the squad, that's your ass, lil nigga Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga Tweak with my squad and that's your, ass lil nigga! You know I get money, I pull up in foreigns and drop out with shooters (drop out with shooters) He talk about robbing, We lay in these yard and bust his medulla (we busting his head) A million a day, When I'm in the trap I feel like Frank Lucas (I'm feeling like I'm) I iced out the Rolexs, and stepped out the place, I only eat sushi. You know what I'm sipping, (you know what's on call) You know what I'm gripping (you know what I'm gripping) I'm all on that, boss niggas got passes, I know that they cropping (you know what I'm cripping) Give 'em the fork and give 'em the bowl, I know they ain't whipping (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 clubbing (my shooters no clubbing) My shooters straight tugging (theyre tugging for real) Your shooters, they bluffing 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). It look bad for a nigga, ...said I be all sad for a nigga 40 rookie 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 playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga You tweak with the squad, that's your ass, lil nigga Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga Tweak with my squad and that's your, ass lil nigga! None of my niggas is innocent (nah) None of my niggas is witness (oh) I pull up, unload it, extensions Walk in the trap and see pigeons True birds (birds) Migos, Lil Durk, Cash Out on the curb (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 floating 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 McLuving Trap or die nigga, no Jeezy, corporate tugging All of my niggas got gas and dirty sticks all out in public My cup is so dirty, I'm drinkin' on ... (lean, lean, dirty) You niggas is soft, looking like ... It look bad for a nigga, ...said I be all sad for a nigga 40 rookie 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 playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga You tweak with the squad, that's your ass, lil nigga Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga Tweak with my squad and that's your, ass lil nigga!
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Adrian Scott Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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