Flyers Up

[Intro: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk]

Durk, what up, where you at?

I'm on Normal, gang

What you tryna do?

Throwin' stacks at Magic, today's Monday right?

So we at that bitch come on, 'bout to pull up

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk]

Let's go to Magic (let's go to Magic)

Don't forget the ratchets (please don't forget 'em)

I know we in Atlanta (we in Atlanta)

But shit still will get tragic (shit'll get tragic)

You know we some street niggas (know we some street niggas)

Make a livin' off rappin' (living off rapping)

When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up)

You know niggas be watchin' and talkin' about slidin'

I know some killers that want me dead

(know some killers that want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

Know some niggas wit real money, wit that shit on my head (shit on my head)

And they got some killers around 'em (they got some killers around 'em)

And they know how to play it (know how to play it)

But I got some killers don't want me dead

I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]

I hang wit' niggas that hang wit' the niggas

That hang wit' the killas that kill all the killers

I be wit niggas who hang with the niggas

Who hang wit' the rappers who take all the skrilla

Go to Chicago and go to Red Diamond

They bookin' Tee Grizzley they know that I'm wit him

Why you keep barkin', they ain't check the artist

We all in the section got 50's on 50's

Real niggas, street niggas

And we gon' link wit' the gangs

And we come to yo' city (gang gang)

I need VIP bar

Them Dracos gotta be close to us

We don't fuck with no rappers

So I never show, can't let Chubbs get close to 'em

You post want flyers, I'ma hire every killer in the city

Try to go to it

They ain't got no buzz

They don't show no love

I know some cuz, bloods

They cool with us, ya

I know some shorties that's still up in school

You tweakin' 'cause they is gon' kill for a stack

You poppin' them Xannies you better not lack

You play wit' the dead, no takin' it back

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk]

Let's go to Magic (let's go to Magic)

Don't forget the ratchets (please don't forget 'em)

I know we in Atlanta (we in Atlanta)

But shit still will get tragic (shit'll get tragic)

You know we some street niggas (know we some street niggas)

Make a livin' off rappin' (living off rapping)

When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up)

You know niggas be watchin' and talkin' about slidin'

I know some killers that want me dead

(know some killers that want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

Know some niggas wit real money, wit that shit on my head (shit on my head)

And they got some killers around 'em (they got some killers around 'em)

And they know how to play it (know how to play it)

But I got some killers don't want me dead

I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]

My opps don't die everyday

That's 'cause I ain't beefin' wit rookies

Yo enemies saw you and didn't do nothin'

That's 'cause you be beefin' with pussies

I got some Crips, that's killas

Them niggas will murk you and go pray to Tookie

I got four bloods with 50's

Don't tweak unless you can duck two hundred bullets

Me and Durk go there, they ain't pattin' us down

Get the sticks in and we pass 'em around

I feel at home when I'm out of town

I be 300 like Kevin, no Leonidas

Me and Roc still sendin' out J-Pays

Opps on the gram say he on nay-pay

He say he on live, login from a fake page

They over there, go get that Drac' thang

Free my nigga, Mark Meezy

Used to lay in niggas bushes

Yo mama died, that's yo fault, we was tryna get you, niggas got tired of lookin'

A nigga get the ups on me? I know them niggas gon' cook me

If I beef wit a rapper, I'ma book him

Come to my shows, I'm strapped wit a .40

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk]

Let's go to Magic (let's go to Magic)

Don't forget the ratchets (please don't forget 'em)

I know we in Atlanta (we in Atlanta)

But shit still will get tragic (shit'll get tragic)

You know we some street niggas (know we some street niggas)

Make a livin' off rappin' (living off rapping)

When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up)

You know niggas be watchin' and talkin' about slidin'

I know some killers that want me dead

(know some killers that want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

Know some niggas wit real money, wit that shit on my head (shit on my head)

And they got some killers around 'em (they got some killers around 'em)

And they know how to play it (know how to play it)

But I got some killers don't want me dead

I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)