[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Ask me why I'm with them savages, that's just my habitat
I seen Boona go for a thousand P's, my opps ain't grabbin' that
Man, they take some from me, them niggas gon' die with that
We on, money long, you could take a bitch wherever it's private at
All this time, you decided to bring the Drac' out, you don't even ride with that
Niggas talk cash shit up on Clubhouse, I popped on, what's happening?
Bro on bond, but he got the main opp, so you know I ain't mad at that
He took three pictures at Johnny Dang, he ain't get no diamonds yet
Nigga got excuses why he ain't get up on 'em, I would've got on the side of that
Pull my ski mask down, like, "Ahh ha, I got you back for that"
I done got head from a lil' stripper, she smelled the Baccarat (I got head from a lil' stripper bitch, she smelled the Baccarat)
[Verse 2: OTF Chugg]
Twenty years old was my first time, nigga, steppin' on a private jet
How you woof at me, and you rockin' Nike, nigga, where your fashion at?
He got 150 in his bank account, think he stuntin', he can have that
I spent 150 just to send a killer to where your ass hide at
But I gotta play it cool, I'm on Loyal Bros 2
I got hella shit to lose, I don't know about you
I can't trust 'em 'cause they fool, I be watchin' every move
If he ever play wit' me, big ass Drac'll shake the room
Bitch, you know I'm in my bag, double G's, Amiri tags
All the opps so broke, they mad, I got what they wish they had
B-T-A, for belt to ass, you know bronem on that bad
Pull up, hop out, body bag
Man, them niggas goin' out sad
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