Chiraq Demons
Lil Durk, G Herbo
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Yeah, yeah I'mma be on some No Auto Herb shit In this motherfuckin' bro Real Chiraq Demons, you dig? Gang, gang PTSD, I be off of drugs in the day Gotta watch out for my dawg They tryna get me out the way I can't be around my felons 'Cause I got a pending case Got my dawg out for one ninety And I dropped him off a K (man, what?) Called Johnny, no veneers I need like ninety in the face (man, what?) The one that died He had like ninety to his face (man, what?) I can't talk 'bout how he died 'Cause they gon' build another case See what's the name here? He came back, didn't he, bitch? Every kinda lit I buy Audemars I don't be focused all the time 'Cause I buy all the cars I buy all the guns Herb got all the ones Ain't no G-Fazos the opps buy all the lady ones (f*ck nigga) I know God gon' keep me safe I got my gun when I pray (Ayy) We just found out where he stay Can't have no fun, we gon' lay It ain't nothin' but six shots But I had a run with the A Ain't nothin' less than thirty shots When I got my son, I can't play (You know that) He just caught five up top Now his body numb, gon' slay (Boom-boom-boom) Lil' bro got a nigga leavin' out the club, gon' blaze Chiraq demons, you can't save us Cocaine, guns, that's what raised us I told Durk n' 'em, they got buddy out the way quick I don't blame 'em, shit All my niggas sellin' zaza I hope we not 'bout half a pounders Got the rack inside the stu' But we gon' rob the out of towners Four-five at my crib But your head searched my crib, he never found 'em Lil' boy he better graduate Before this Draco cap n' gown him I fucked half the strippers I was fucking hoopers' baby mamas I might pull out quick And bust up on they face, ain't use a condom Used to call the folks a snake Now he a snake, anaconda Every time you look up All the opps be dead, every summer (man, what?) Every summer (yeah, yeah) Every summer (yeah, yeah) Every summer (yeah, get back gang) Every summer (yeah, get back gang) (what?) Every summer (yeah, get back gang) Every summer (yeah, get back) Every summer (yeah, get back gang) Every summer We on Essex with two hunnid shots every summer Lil' foe nem be actin' wild now 'Cause we got bread comin' (f*ck) And I know a nigga tellin' Everytime the feds comin' (f*ck) Would've never got your mans You wasn't in that cell, nothin' He a opp that know from the 'Gram Call him fam, buddy My lil' homie just did some bad shit He gettin' his dreads cutted (right now) If he got some work in my block Plottin' on 'em, yeah they trunkin' 'em Top shots, he pop out slumpin' 'em They standin' under 'em (skrr) Over 'em, boy you ain't no savage I don't f*ck with 'em I just saw the opps with all my chains I ain't tuckin' 'em (shit) And I walk right past 'em in the club 'cause I was clutchin' 'em (You know that) Lil Durk got a fifty, I got fifty it's a buck on 'em (man, what?) Every summer (yeah, yeah) Every summer (yeah, yeah) Every summer (yeah, get back gang) Every summer (yeah, get back gang) (what?) Every summer (yeah, get back gang) Every summer (yeah, get back) Every summer (yeah, get back gang) Every summer (man, what?)
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Written by: Herbert III Wright, Durk D. Banks, Dequin Ramey
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