Lil Durk - Stay Down lyrics

(DY Krazy) (Metro!) [Lil Durk:] fu*k them other b*tches who don't rock with us Only five star sh*t, ain't no thots with us Chanel round shades like binoculars Diamond nose ring, they think 'Pac with us I gave you every penny like Oscar We gon' smoke a pound of Runtz at the Oscars She fu*ked on a hooper and a boxer Came to my crib in his boxers Knowin' me, I'm from the block, I still fu*ked her I came from Harold's Chicken to eatin' lobsters Spanish b*tch say "Gracias" Before I eat, I say my Fatiha I need a SPIDER jacket, where is Thug? I ain't playin', I got my Glock in the club I break the Perc just to give her a buzz fu*k you if you ain't show us no love (Show us no love) [6LACK:] This sh*t crazy Hoppin' out the car, no photos, baby fu*k around with you, I been throwed off lately Heard sh*t through the grapevine You want time, I'ma take mine Gucci belt for her waistline Say you down, gotta stay down, hmm Otherwise I'ma make my rounds, no cap, yeah [Lil Durk:] I don't discriminate, I want a rich thot Shawty showin' her pussy all on TikTok Pussy drippin', Blueface, you gotta switch mops Why you trippin'? Just give me all your attention I be deep inside her stomach, make her guts talk I don't want that quiet sex, I want that s*ut talk Stop actin' like you don't wanna go to that s*ut Walk I half like you, so I went half on your bu*t shots I can't be seen with you at stores, I gotta pull off And we be fu*kin' with a condom, I damn near pulled it off And you know I don't give no fu*k And I know that DY fu*ked And I know that Metro fu*ked Them my brothers and I'ma still show you love I'ma still show you love [6LACK:] This sh*t crazy Hoppin' out the car, no photos, baby fu*k around with you, I been throwed off lately Heard sh*t through the grapevine You want time, I'ma take mine Gucci belt for her waistline Say you down, gotta stay down, hmm Otherwise I'ma make my rounds, no cap, yeah I put you on the finest I take you out shoppin' for diamonds French Polynesian, courtesy of the plug So much fun, ni**a, shout-out to Thug [Young Thug:] Foamposites, make deposits, I just check stubs Got the pocket rocket out, outside of the club The "Woah Kemosabe" Benz, big as it come If you love me would you tell me that you ride for me? Keep it gangsta, would you die for me? Let you shop, g-go get all designer gear Double up the Rolls and let you ride over here, money ties over here Mob ties over here, I can load you down with supplies over here We can rub you down, it's paradise over here Motherfu*ker, keep your eyes from over here You can die from over here, yeah [6LACK:] This sh*t crazy Hoppin' out the car, no photos, baby fu*k around with you, I been throwed off lately Heard sh*t through the grapevine You want time, I'ma take mine Gucci belt for her waistline Say you down, gotta stay down, hmm Otherwise I'ma make my rounds, no cap, yeah