High Tolerance

[Intro: NLE Choppa]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

NLE the top shotta, don dada

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]

Me and gang, we on them Percocets

Clutchin' AR's and I'm clutchin' TEC's

My chopper need a bra because I swear it got some perky breasts

I'm aggravated off this 30, in my zone, I'm clutchin' chromes

A nigga better not say no wrong, 'cause I'ma shoot him in his dome

And I was stuck up in the rain, I had to wait 'til the rain go

Bullet showers on the opps, 'cause we gon' make the rain pour

7.62's make 'em dance like the tango

They callin' me a stripper 'cause I'm clutchin' on a dirty pole

We ain't goin' for nothin', pop him like a Perc'

Got the Drac' in my pants and it poke out my shirt

My bro on the block and he lookin', on lurk

Bitch, you know how we comin', put him in the dirt

Off of a Perc' and a Xan, they say that I'm wildin'

Got the feds on my ass, the opps keep dyin'

Take a look at the news, you think I'm lyin'

My plug got the pills, you know that I'm buyin', yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Durk]

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[Verse 2: Lil Durk]

I put it on God, won't cross my niggas

That made me mad, gotta cross my fingers

They lost they man when I brought that steamer

Know a nigga survived, got hit with that nina

How the fuck you ain't tell you gettin' subpoenaed?

Only the Family, bitch, I'm a leader

Bitch, I kill, just give me a reason

Nigga, I kill, just give me a reason

I damn near OD'd of a Xan'

The opps on my dick, they some fans

A coupe with the digital dash

Gucci socks flood my pants

He ain't tryna come to the Chi no more

He ain't tryna die no more

Turn off the drugs, get high no more

Kill two of your friends, you don't slide no more

I won't forgive you, so you ain't gotta ask no more

And I found the plug, he got exotic, you ain't gotta tax no more

And they shot my dawg, we ain't catch the killer, so y'all can't lack no more

One thing I'ma say without gettin' involved, but he can't rap no more, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Durk]

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