[Intro: Lil Durk]
You don't know what it took
(IRoccOnTheBeat)
(Nile, I hear you)
(You made this sh*t, Pharaoh)
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
How she acting funny? I bought her her titties
ni**a she be fu*king ain't none of my business
Upping my pole, that's a part of my fitness
Don't matter where I'm at, b*tch, I'm known for the trenches
We the first ni**as put drums in the city
We robbed the ni**as, put drugs in the city
fu*k where you from 'cause I know that you with it
Check on his ass, I'ma handle my business
Trust you enough to fu*k you more than once
And you gotta be a killer just to hang with us
If you talking about murders then I'm hanging up
Run up on 'em, baow, ain't no onе-on-one
I got the money, so who I'm running from?
I got a lawyеr that cost a honey bun
Before I buy pussy, I buy a hundred guns
Judge told me a ni**a died with my gun
Twenty ten, Reese stay in Ralph Lauren
Died close, feel like you died in my arms
Reinstated, they denied my bond
A ni**a play with Smurk, you're not that smart
su*ked it twice, and I'm still not hard
ni**as cry out loud when they getting shot
That ni**a word don't stand on my block
fu*k what you heard, I'm the man of my block
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Stop playing, b*tch, I'm Smurk
b*tch get naked, gotta put on my merch
I got your Uber, I kept my word
She freak, acting like she a nerd
No shirt when I'm off this Perc'
They slide every time we hurt
Lost bro, I know it hurt
We gon' catch him first
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Yeah, we run the game, now them boys gotta sit out
After I hit, tell her, "Meh," make her get out
Hundred mil' coming, I still ain't gon' chill out
I'm really dead, I'ma show how I get down
Hard on a b*tch, man, I should've been pimping
Hard in these streets, the majority with me
He can't be serious, you gotta be kidding me
I'm really laughing, these lil' ni**as tempting me
I get offended when ni**as say, "Tap in"
I bought lil' bro 'nem Celine just to trap in
I got more clothes in my closet than Saks Fifth
I watched JB make a deuce do a backflip
I know you really don't know, you just act hip
I done took off for real, now how that feel?
Bro ain't never gon' change, I know that's real
Just run out of here, straight to the backfield
I sleep good every night, now I'm happy
"How you go where you go?" I'm a trapper for real
"How you know what you know?" I adapted for real
We too rich with the feds, we put sh*t in the mail
My lifestyle expensive, this sh*t high as hell
Lil' bro tryna score, so I gave him a layup
I gotta go somewhere, no I can't lay up
b*tch, stop playing, you better not tell
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Stop playing, b*tch, I'm Smurk
b*tch get naked, gotta put on my merch
I got your Uber, I kept my word
She freak, acting like she a nerd
No shirt when I'm off this Perc'
They slide every time we hurt
Lost bro, I know it hurt
We gon' catch him first