Lil Durk & Meek Mill | [Intro: Meek Mill]
(KJ, what you got goin' on man?, Let's go, let's go, yeah)
Back of the Phantom to get me some head
Ain't got no purple? Then get me some red (Yeah, woo)
Lil Durk & Meek Mill | [Intro: Meek Mill]
(KJ, what you got goin' on man?, Let's go, let's go, yeah)
Back of the Phantom to get me some head
Ain't got no purple? Then get me some red (Yeah, woo)
(Young Nick Papz, make it slap)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Nigga know I back out every time the pack out, big boy straighten up offenders
I was in the trap house, chillin' with the Mac out, gang gang, me and my members (Gang gang)
Nigga, we ain't totin' no sticks 'round here, just glicks 'round here with extenders (Big boy)
Nigga, don't take no pics 'round here, everybody on parole, shit sensitive
I got the check, fell in love with it
I got the neck, for the hell of it
Money, respect, get a Cullinan
Come to the lil' block like an elephant
I got the lil' Glock with a drum in it
We the ones, they the ones cracking
Now forty-five-hundred my jacket, they say I'm too rich to be strapping, yeah, ooh
Suicide doors on the Phantom, it look like you gettin' in backwards
Double platinum, that's a double murder when we slide, I just put a hit on a rapper
Sneak dissin', 'fore you know it, you talkin' to God, and He tell you, "Get in the casket" (Nigga, get over there)
Stack the M's and spin all the odds, we takin' this shit to the maximum, yeah
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Must be out of your mind, you think we ain't spinnin' for bro? (Gang) We spinnin' fo' sho'
Had a switch on me, not a .38, dummy, boy, we be spinnin' for ghosts (Gang)
They put up for shows, we spinnin' the cribs and traps fo' sho', we spinnin' his shows
And we took L's fo' sho', but in Chicago, they know we winnin' fo' sho'
You do it for what? You better not say that you do it for D-(Boom), them niggas be tucked
That nigga was fucked, the moment he ran and he knew he ain't ducking, his ass out of luck
We do it for Von, we don't wait 'til it die down, we load and we do it tomorrow
We do it on feet, ask all the opps about us, and who say we shoot out the cars
That Rolls better be bulletproof, lil' nigga, you know we gon' shoot at them stars
Them lil' bitches ours, I told him to fuck her and slut her and send her right back to the blogs
Glock with a switch, two of those, and I ride through the city (We ride)
And we thought a nigga died, but he didn't (But he died)
Two Glocks when you ride through Philly (Let's get it)
Tinted up if you dyin' in Philly
(You know we slide to Philly)
(Tinted up if you dyin' in Philly)
(Tinted up if you dyin' in Philly)
[Verse 3: Lil Baby]
(Yeah, Baby)
Anything close to a dub, and a youngin'll walk for a hundred, he damn near get caught
Long as I send him the items, consider it bought
I call the shots, I'm the boss
I'm ridin' with the semi
Two of them, I can't die in my city
Do a shooting, it ain't gotta be pretty
Catch him out, and we handle the business
I ain't gettin' in no nigga business
Thirty million, my mind in the trenches still
Fuck her good, make her nigga not turn her on
They got brodie on camera, he comin' home
Run it up from a scale to a microphone
Treat Dior like a muhfuckin' Nike store
And you know he ain't that, why you hype him up?
Any time we have smoke, it's just pipe me up
Never know the outcome 'til you try your luck
Get whatever you want when I'm tryna fuck
And we tellin' nobody, can't fuck with us
Put the four in the P with the fuckin' F
I should never bring the pain on my fuckin' self
Really need it if I ever ask for help
I just know I'ma blow if it's life or death
I made all them hoes drink, never left
I'm way higher, I'm up in my altitude
I was broke, I woke up with an attitude
Now you play with the kid, he embarrass you
I jump right in the field with no parachute and one pair of shoes
[Uvod: Meek Mill]
(KJ, ono što je dobio događa čovjeku ?, Idemo, idemo, da)
Povratak na Phantom da bi mi malo glavu
Nije dobio ni ljubičasta? Onda se mi malo crveno (Da, woo)
(Mladi Nick Papz, čine ga slap)
[Redak 1: Meek Mill]
Nigga znam da odustane svaki put kad se paket van, momčino ispraviti prijestupnika
Bio sam u zamku kući, Chillin' s Mac out, banda banda, ja i moji članovi (Gang bande)
Nigga, mi ne totin' ne štapići „okrugli ovdje, samo glicks” okrugli ovdje s punilima (Big Boy)
Nigga, ne poduzeti nikakve slike „okrugli ovdje, svima na uvjetnoj, govno osjetljiva
Dobio sam ček, zaljubio u nju
Dobio sam vrat, za pakao od toga
Novac, poštovanje, dobiti Cullinan
Dođite na Lil”blok poput slona
Dobio sam Lil”Glock s bubnjem u njemu
Mi one, oni ti pucanja
Sada četrdeset i pet stotina jaknu, oni kažu da sam previše bogat da se flasteri, da, ooo
Samoubojstvo vrata na Phantom, da izgleda kao da gettin' u unatrag
Dvostruka platine, to je dvostruko ubojstvo kad smo klizanje, samo sam stavio hit na repera
Sneak dissin', "prije nego što znam, ti govoriš Bogu, i On vam reći:‘Uđite u lijesu’(Nigga, tamo preko)
Stack M-a i spin sve šanse, mi takin' ovo sranje do maksimuma, da
[Redak 2: Lil Durk]
Mora biti iz svog uma, mislite da nije spinnin' za bro? (Banda) Mi spinnin' fo 'sho'
Da je prekidač na mene, a ne 0,38, lutka, dječak, mi se spinnin' duhova (Gang)
Stavili su se za predstave, mi spinnin' kolijevki i zamke fo „sho”, mi spinnin' svoje emisije
Tako smo L'je fo „sho”, ali u Chicagu, oni znaju da winnin' fo „sho”
Možete ga napraviti za što? Bolje da ne kažem da to učiniti za D- (Boom), njih crnje biti uvučen
Taj crnjo je jebeno, u trenutku kada je vodio i znao je da nije utaja, magarca od sreće
Mi to učiniti za Von, ne čekati „to je jenjavati, mi učitati i radimo sutra
Mi to učiniti na noge, pitajte sve Ups oko nas, a koji kažu da pucati iz automobila
To Rolls bolje biti otporan na metke, Lil „crnjo, znate što gon” pucati na njih zvijezde
Ih Lil”kuja naše, rekao sam mu da zajebavati joj i drolja ju i poslati ju vratiti na blogovima
Glock s prekidačem, dva od njih, a ja vožnja kroz grad (vozimo)
I mislio Mi crnjo je umro, ali nije (Ali on je umro)
Dva Glockove kad se vozimo kroz Philly (Budimo dobiti)
Zatamnjena gore ako Umiranje u Philadelphiji
(Znaš da klize na Philly)
(Tonirana gore ako Umiranje u Philadelphiji)
(Tonirana gore ako Umiranje u Philadelphiji)
[Redak 3: Lil Dječji]
(Da mala)
Sve u blizini duba, a youngin'll hoda za sto, on je zamalo uhvate
Dok sam mu poslati stavke, smatram da je kupio
Zovem metak, ja sam gazda
Ja sam Ridin' s polu
Dvije od njih, ja ne mogu umrijeti u mom gradu
Da li snimanje, nije mora biti lijepa
Uhvati ga, pa ćemo obraditi posao
Nisam Dobivam ni nigga poslovanju
Trideset milijuna, moj um u rovovima i dalje
Zajebavati joj dobro, da joj je ne nigga uključiti
Oni su dobili Brodie na kameri, on comin' kući
Pokrenite ga iz skali mikrofon
Priuštite Dior kao muhfuckin' Nike dućan
A znaš da nije tako, zašto ste ga hype gore?
Svaki put smo dim, to je samo cijev me
Nikad se ne zna ishod „do te pokušati svoju sreću
Uzmite što god želite, kada sam tryna zajebavati
I mi tellin' nitko ne može zajebavati s nama
Stavite četiri u P s fuckin' F
Ja nikada ne bi trebao donijeti bol na mom fuckin' sebe
Stvarno je potrebno, ako sam ikada pitati za pomoć
Ja samo znam Ja sam udarac, ako je život ili smrt
Napravila sam svima motike piće, nikada nije napustio
Ja sam put više, ja sam u mojoj visini
Bila sam švorc, probudio sam se sa stavom
Sada igrate s djetetom, on te osramotiti
Ja skočiti pravo u polju bez padobrana i jedan par cipela