[Intro: Lil Durk]
(Phone call sound, collect call from Cook County Jail)
To accept charges, press one—man, fuck all that
Ayy, bro, you good? (Boominati)
Yeah, n***a, you know I'm solid, holdin' shit down (DY, you crazy for this one)
I know them opps still talkin', ain't slidin' though

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Came straight up out them trenches, n***a, ain't no turnin' back
Lost my dawg, I upped that switch, ain't tryna talk, ain't hearin' that
N***as dyin' left and right, this street shit come with all of that
Never trust a bitch, that hoe gon' fuck whoever got a sack
Yeah, we lurkin’, we don’t squash shit, fuck a opp, we drop shit
Choppa got a fully, make a n***a do a backflip
Ridin’ with my demons, in this Hellcat, we on fast shit
Came up out the mud, I’m tryna stack it to a mountain, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil’ Reckless]
Fuck the law, fuck the DA, tell 'em free my n***as out
Bitch, I’m from the South, where they kill you just for clout
Yeah, my n***as dangerous, 30s out, thеy love to spin
Ain’t no talkin’, ain't no cappin’, bitch, we standin’ on revеnge
Mama told me chill, but I can’t go, I keep a pole
N***as say they steppin’, but they hidin', they some hoes
We ain't showin' love, ain't no passes, we want smoke
He got caught without that blick, now he a picture on a post
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Came straight up out them trenches, n***a, ain't no turnin' back
Lost my dawg, I upped that switch, ain't tryna talk, ain't hearin' that
N***as dyin' left and right, this street shit come with all of that
Never trust a bitch, that hoe gon' fuck whoever got a sack
Yeah, we lurkin’, we don’t squash shit, fuck a opp, we drop shit
Choppa got a fully, make a n***a do a backflip
Ridin’ with my demons, in this Hellcat, we on fast shit
Came up out the mud, I’m tryna stack it to a mountain, ayy

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
How the fuck you say you slide, but you ain't shot nobody yet?
We ain't squashin' shit, we catch 'em lackin', that's another check
OTF the gang, we with the smoke, we leave a n***a wet
And I still be in the trenches, where them switches get respect
Boy, don't play with us, n***a know that we them demons
All that woofin’ on the net, but when we spin, them n***as freezin’
Hundred rounds up in this bitch, don’t need no vest, we come to clean it
Caught his ass outside the club, now he a body, niggsas grievin’

[Verse 3: Lil’ Reckless]
Choppa spittin' fast, sound like Durk when he on auto
Fuck the rap beef, we pull up, sendin' hollows
Ain’t no gettin’ back, n***as died, now they motto
Face shot, body drop, we don't aim for no hollow
Yeah, this shit get wicked, send my shooter, he on go
Put that pressure on his ass, now his mama beggin’ "No"
We don't fuck with rats, we get 'em whacked, that's how it go
He got caught inside that car, he ain't make it to the door
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Came straight up out them trenches, na, ain't no turnin' back
Lost my dawg, I upped that switch, ain't tryna talk, ain't hearin' that
Nas dyin' left and right, this street shit come with all of that
Never trust a bitch, that hoe gon' fuck whoever got a sack
Yeah, we lurkin’, we don’t squash shit, fuck a opp, we drop shit
Choppa got a fully, make a n***a do a backflip
Ridin’ with my demons, in this Hellcat, we on fast shit
Came up out the mud, I’m tryna stack it to a mountain, ayy

(Outro fades with gunshots and engine revving sound)