Lyrics:
with B
Then he ain't have it that bad if you take it from me
There's no reason to doubt, I'm soon to be one of the rhyme greats
Miseducated like Lauryn
the niggas Who hated this party is gated
Security right out the door
Surrounded by fake cant do that sh*t no more
Off that b**** now Im on too another one
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
wok
Pretty b*tch she say I'm feeling ya
Everywhere h go surrounded by these pretty women ya
They so sex appealing ya
But they not even real as her
it gets bad and things will only get bad
So now I'm getting bad skin and I got that badge and
Tellin' me them bastards, don't catch a bad break
Caught
comes a choice
To advocate bad ass, bet I did it before
My POs name is Jord, he let me go on tour
Where I'm from, yo, you might see a finger in the gutter
Excuse me lil' miss can you be my Mrs.
I'm just a nigga from the Rock can you dig it
Seen you on the 'gram glad you not catfishing
Shoot my shot like I'm
[Mr. Lil One]
And you'd better be knowing exactly what it is
That my motherfuckin Shadow be talkin' about up in this Motherfucker
HEHEHEHEHEHHEEEEE, For
or helmet, you need one
Cause tay gon' keep that tool We catch him, then we spin again
And spin again, we in a loop F dub B and 4FE don't ask me
Bout no other
discriminate I flip a bitch too
She got to be eleminated I kill a bitch too
She her hair fixed by my sister she lost she gonna get her
To let me drop her off by
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest y'all
Damn that shit is
Cartier vision, with the frames 'round my eyes
In one ear and out the other, f*ckers telling lies
Bad lil' bitch from California, so she bring the vibes
LA
and dem 100s Throw them dubs up (Yea)
Yea, She gone f*** me cause I’m next up (Cause I’m next)
Bad b**** top Down with the doors up (With the doors up)
On the edge of the couch run in back huh
Still sliding in the DM want it back huh
You know where I'm posted don't be acting up
Bad lil bitch
You you a bad lil
having all types niggas on the side
And who am I to judge I'm here where the pleasure be
She said she got pills so a condom we don't need
But I can't
This is for the women who be askin' 'bout the glory that we bask in
But when we don't get our dues, they Nicki laughin'
I dedicate this
don't care, I paint the town red (walk on by)
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel (walk on by)
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take
I gotta get it by myself, I get this money by myself
I swear I do it like it's two of me
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm
the signs, and I'm ocd wit my time
Like mr mathers all I need is a target
I'm very artistic wit these weapons I be drawing
I'm Russian progression but stalin'
and the price you pay
Feel me like a fingertip
(F-fingertip, f-fingertip)
Sometimes I fall, I slip
My heart felt desire be more like you
Trying not to quench your
I’m just tryna get O’s like a Audi
If a brudda wanna f wi' my paper
Then I put p’s on his head that’s a bounty
Yeah straight off with his head like in
this DJ who was mixin'
I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to the The Wizard
You ain't have a f- clue what you was missin'
I'd zone out with
Yeah
It's $nake Eyez
I just want to take a moment to do a heartfelt acknowledgement
Of all the m who said I wasn't gonna be nothing
Those m who
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