[Intro]
(Kill 'em, Shui)

[Chorus: Chief Wuk]
Walk up, push a n***a shit back, we invented that
Real n***a, I ain't with the trollin' on the internet
I'm the type bump into you, see if you really into that
Been certified before a IG, fuck that blue check
I'm the type turn into the plug from the middle man
I'm the type front you what you buy, I might double that
I'm the type lampin' at the crib where your mama at
I'm the type have your baby mama bring a hundred pack

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Baow-baow, chicka-chicka, you ain't think I was gonna get you, did you?
Share locations, get up on him close, let's make his mental wiggle
I was fightin' attempt, I went to court, threw up my middle finger
Thug life, hit him with that Hellcat, he Suge Knight
Drink a eight of Wock' up, put my Glock up, then goodnight
I can't pop outside without my gun, n***a, then goodnight
You the type of n***a to let your mans die and don't slide
I'm the type of n***a to pop up late, I been here nine times
Threat him, run up on him, baow, I'm the messenger
Foenem steady tweakin' off them drugs, they poppin' Teslas
Pop his ass, then wonder, "Did I really fuck my blessin' up?"
God, you know he made me do it, he tweakin' like we ain't into it, n***a
[Chorus: Chief Wuk]
Walk up, push a n***a shit back, we invented that
Real n***a, I ain't with the trollin' on the internet
I'm the type bump into you, see if you really into that
Been certified before a IG, fuck that blue check
I'm the type turn into the plug from the middle man
I'm the type front you what you buy, I might double that
I'm the type lampin' at the crib where your mama at
I'm the type have your baby mama bring a hundred pack

[Verse 2: Chief Wuk]
I'm the type of n***a pop out with the Glock, I let the switch talk
Turn into V. Roy while I'm on them hits, lettin' the whole clip off
These n***a pussy, man, these n***as baby food, these n***as really soft
Guide me to the toughest n***a in the room, I want the big dog
I'm a real n***a goin' on them things, I ain't never froze
Real n***a sittin' in the cell, I ain't never told
I'm the type of n***a have your main bitch out here dumpin' loads
Fuck her in a trap, that bitch got naked walkin' past them 'bows
Gotta cop the whole four-four-eight 'cause I ain't sellin' Os
Addicted to this cash, hood pharmacist, I don't never close
I don't give a fuck, rob who? Pussy, get killed
Put this Glock on your bitch-ass, then switch clips

[Chorus: Chief Wuk]
Walk up, push a n***a shit back, we invented that
Real n***a, I ain't with the trollin' on the internet
I'm the type bump into you, see if you really into that
Been certified before a IG, fuck that blue check
I'm the type turn into the plug from the middle man
I'm the type front you what you buy, I might double that
I'm the type lampin' at the crib where your mama at
I'm the type have your baby mama bring a hundred pack