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G Herbo
Featuring(s) : Lil Durk
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Mm-mm-mm-mm DY Krazy, uh Mm-mm-mm-mm Uh (Let's get it) [G Herbo] I been gangbangin' since a kid, that's how we live So I seen bloodshed before "Red Snow", huh And that's just how that go Nobody out here wanna use they head, so that's why I had to fly on the go Said he ain't never, ever gonna amount to shit, but lil' nigga a rider, though (Damn) Had a couple niggas on our hit list, so we ridin' with four (Check ' em, four) And I ain't give a f*ck if it's Christmas, I was outside for sure And we on one, pop out, roll up, movin' quick, gotta get the seal like hold up Gettin' a kit, used to pour a six or a four up Niggas bitches, war time, we was watchin' 'em fold up (Fold up) And if the feds ever grab my f*ckin' folder I'ma stay a soldier (Stay a soldier) I ain't gon' snitch on no one (Uh-uh) So therefore, I ain't puttin' myself in a situation no more (Uh-uh) I waited long to get where I'm at, I ain't gotta be patient no more (Why should I?) Oh, you gangster? Nigga, you think you gangster? Do some gangster shit On the strip, the same niggas I hung with who claimin' it (Yeah) I was hoppin' out the backseat of that Chevy aimin' it (Aimin' it, yeah) And now I'm worth some M's, I'm dangerous Your bitch love to f*ck me, hit the liquor and start thankin' it It say they got my face on Belaire, so that's why she drinkin' it (Pour up) Landed, bought a pint of drank, it was f*ckin' up my pancreas (Uh, pour it up) It's six A.M. in the stu' in the A, me and DY smokin' some stanky shit Shot at me last night, I'm angry, so I woke up flamin' shit Nigga got caught on a date, now all his homies blame his bitch Everybody talkin' 'bout I changed and shit, you the one that changed, bitch Matter of fact, nigga, I did change shit, I ain't have no chains then Crib like I was livin' in a den, came and count my dividends Now I'm legal, I can spend anything, now my closet, my kitchen big I ain't even tryna miss your call, I just been on some busy shit On the phone with his exes, I don't wanna hear it Anything about me gettin' rich, uh [G Herbo] Yeah, yeah, uh (Yeah) Damn, we runnin' all the, all the, all the checks up (Turn me up) I'm tryna see where the, where the twenty-nine bag go (Yeah, that's what I said, uh) [Lil Durk] How Durk gon' put on this bitch? Go on Google to put on a switch Told bro I wanna be rich, but I stopped takin' Percs, it's givin' me a itch They don't want me to be on that block no more Don't ride by the opps no more You can't complain, that's how I am Just tell 'em, "Don't get shot no more" These niggas ain't beefin', throw in the towel He told me he vegan I don't even try to stop the violence no more 'cause Chino died at a meetin' Man, get the f*ck out my face, I was duckin' a federal case He went to Iowa and got him a dub 'cause that was a federal state All that beef shit your big homie did in a year, we did in a month And I draw some tears for all them years, for bronem, I can't stunt I was pissed off at my lawyer, me and Von ain't do shows in month I can't blame the judge and state's attorney, 'cause both of 'em voted for Trump And that shit you said about us, we ain't hear that from no bitch mouth From the 'Raq, where the killers don't ask for a discount And all the killers get blicked down, two bedroom, no big house Warning shots get sent out, cocky lil' nigga with my dick out Bitch
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