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[Verse 1: Lil Durk] Smoke opps out a Vega, 20 a show and the these niggas can't take us 40 Ruger leave a nigga with face lifts RIP Pluto me and him on a space ship Told Bentley to put me on the wait list I just copped me a chopper, that Nina my fragrance Roc gotta mop, he addicted to maintenance No barber, but bro Nem be taping Fly in that Bimmer with that steamer with K's I got the Ashton and I throw up the Tre I'm getting money, I'm stuck in my ways Bitch, you ain't me cause I gotta get paid Niggas be talking, got shooters like Ray Slide in the morning do a drill, no Sway Wanted his head gotta watch for the jakes Niggas they bitch, they'll chill for the cake But these bitch ass niggas so fake [Verse 2: OTF NuNu] These niggas be fake, gotta watch them I’m hot, so I know they plotting Go broke, have lil bro rob them That Nina my problem solver Man down, no shells, revolver At the top but I gotta go harder I like my lean a lil' darker Bullet holes same size as Ms. Parker My squad, they stay on dummy Get back if you ain’t gettin’ no money YSL got me straight stuntin I’m strapped, you tweak, I’m uppin' Cash out, make it back, it’s nothing Red spots on his face, no blushing These guns, they burning like Usher My shooters gonna score at the buzzer [Verse 3: Lil Durk] Niggas get clapped bout rap War time, no twitter but a nigga get clout Clout Boyz, beg for a diss to get clout Do a hit with 4-6, catch a opp then we out Ring cost 30, but the watch cost 50 Ask French, cause he got at the same place for like 50 Free 5, tryna give bro 5 thats 50 Then we slide wit the 50, free 9 no 50 And we cooling with foreign Bang Bro yo' bitch, no porn Just made a hundred off touring Free Rio, gave him 23 like jordan Twenty two shotz, plus one that's Jordan If you stupid, niggas mad cause we do this Lil Varney he a savage and he ruthless 3hunna OTF, that’s the movement [Verse 4: OTF NuNu] Put a drum in a nickel Shootas on point, and they aiming official Blowing that tech like a ref with a whistle My niggas they thirsty, don't pick up your dribble Want war, we got missiles Squad so hungry they eating a grissle Bitch I'm the shit, I'm allergic to tissue We savage, not civil, get money no issue Only the family cause niggas ain't with you Feeling myself cause I copped a new pistol Aiki gon' blow, Rex toting on the low Bought a lens for the scope, guns cocked for a roach Take 'em down for the coke, Remy got it in his coat Pound and lean, roll the dope, these niggas don't tote Yall niggas won't blow, 400 for da goat Broke niggas do the most, stacking bread by the loaf Burning trees by da O, try to swim, and get soaked