[Intro: Lil Durk]
Woo
Yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Why you steady lying to these bitches like I fucked you?
Solitaire diamonds in my ear look like some mushrooms (Yeah)
Why you turn your back when I was down? Now I can't trust you
Tried to shut a door on Durkio, I had to bust 'em
I done put baguetties in my face, I got it custom (Yeah)
Got a bitch who boujee, I be treating her like she nothing (Yeah)
At the red light playing Toosii, got the Glock and I be clutching
Prolly put my bitch in Gucci, I be spending all this money (Money)
Being into it with us, I dare a n***a to try to post up
Put that gun down, why you talking? N***a, smoke sum' (Rahh)
Fan ass n***as come around and try to post up (Post up)
You ain't from the trenches, you ain't post up by that store front (Storе front)

[Verse 2: King Von]
Von
Bitch, I be with them n***as that's gon' blow sum' (Boom, boom)
Lil' n***a acting like hе dumb, I make him know sum'
I got so many hoes on me, I'm having foursomes (I'm having four)
Fuck 'em on the sofa, playing bitches, Love Sosa (Gang, gang)
I'm a grimey n***a, that's just how I gotta be
N***as see me shinin', now they prolly think about robbin' me (What? Huh, huh?)
N***a think about robbin' me (Huh? Huh?)
Then he gon' be where God gon' be (Boom)
Because I keep that Glock in reach (Boom, boom)
Don't gotta think, just cock it, bang (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I'm a real n***a (Yeah), I walk through that mud like a champ
Boy, I kill n***as (Yeah)
I be in your club with a strap, banana peel n***as (Huh? Huh?)
Bullets hit his head, tear off his scalp, I'm having field with 'em
You want some of this, then we can match
[Open Verse]