Rappers

[Intro: Tee Grizzley]

I ain't gon' lie, bro, it be like

It's about the nigga, it's about you, bro

It's not about none of this shit

We y'all niggas go out y'all way to be turnt

That's how I know y'all niggas be lame as dog shit, nigga ('Cause I was lit when I was broke)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk]

I swear we dog the bitches (We dog them bitches)

Niggas be killin' to get it (Niggas be killin' for them)

We all got millions to get (We all got millions to get)

But you niggas be lame as shit (But you niggas be lame as fuck)

They wanna go to the hood (For what?)

I don't wanna see it again (We been there)

It might be a difference, less attractive, when you really was livin' that shit (We really was doin' that shit)

Nigga, you really a rapper (Keep rappin')

Niggas can die for a caption (Grrah)

I jumped in the streets and adapted (I'm a veteran)

You think we the same, you cappin' (Big cap)

You think you lit, you cappin' (Big cap)

I get my food from Magics (I'm starvin', ah)

Your Rollie over average (Baow)

You know I'm 047 (Add it up, nigga, grrah)

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk]

My hood is not no tourist attraction, it's not what I'm interested in (It's not what I'm interested in)

My block is not a Twitter tutorial, so we not mentionin' shit (We is not mentionin' shit)

Me and Durk droppin' a tape (Oh yeah), we need a million for this (That check)

Ayy, how that your favorite rapper? (How?) He say the simplest shit (He don't be talkin' 'bout shit)

You bought her a Goyard bag for ten, you in your feelings and shit (Yeah, you trippin')

Right hand to God, if she ask me for a Coach purse, I'ma spit on that bitch

Outside of cameras, you don't tote guns, my niggas go swimmin' with sticks (My niggas go everywhere with them)

I'm not tryna link up with niggas (At all), I'd rather go chill with a bitch (I'm chillin')

[Verse 2: Lil Durk & Tee Grizzley]

Your favorite Instagram model (Your bitch), I had my dick on her lip (Suck it, suck it)

And I got choppers and power (Baow), niggas be wishin' for this (This what you want?)

And we gon' really be slidin' (We comin'), I am not takin' a risk (Can't chance it)

And we gon' really link up (Go get 'em), niggas be makin' a diss (Keep rappin', nigga)

If you was you and I was me, I had my pole, I'd poke somethin' (Boom)

If I was you and you was me, ain't had no pole, I'd choke somethin' (Fuck that)

Pull up to the studio, I hope you know I'm eleven deep

I could not pull up by myself (No), too many tryna niggas beef with me

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk]

I swear we dog the bitches (We dog them bitches)

Niggas be killin' to get it (Niggas be killin' for them)

We all got millions to get (We all got millions to get)

But you niggas be lame as shit (But you niggas be lame as fuck)

They wanna go to the hood (For what?)

I don't wanna see it again (We been there)

It might be a difference, less attractive, when you really was livin' that shit (We really was doin' that shit)

Nigga, you really a rapper (Keep rappin')

Niggas can die for a caption (Grrah)

I jumped in the streets and adapted (I'm a veteran)

You think we the same, you cappin' (Big cap)

You think you lit, you cappin' (Big cap)

I get my food from Magics (I'm starvin', ah)

Your Rollie over average (Baow)

You know I'm 047 (Add it up, nigga, grrah)

[Verse 3: Lil Durk & Tee Grizzley]

Trap house and property money (Trap house and property money)

Only time I can sit with a rapper, my cup gotta be muddy (I gotta be high on these niggas)

We drop this tape, don't call my phone, that price, it gotta be thirty (Brr, 30K)

I can't sneak no XD in the club, it gotta be thirty (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)

When I go them trenches (O'Block, Normal), they be tryin' rappers (They be tryin' niggas)

If a rap nigga try me (I dare him), he a dyin' rapper, yeah, yeah (Grrah)

I heard them rumors 'bout my bitch, just know I'm dyin' 'bout her (It's locked in, nigga)

I X'd out Durk, I pick up Durkio 'cause it sound better, let's get it (That's a fact, that's a fact)

[Verse 4: Tee Grizzley]

Would call them by they rapper name, but I like clown better (I like clown better)

Feds couldn't make me break, boy, I don't allow pressure (Boy, get the fuck on)

Nailed your bitch to the wall, I had to crucify her (That's your bitch, nigga)

If this rap shit didn't exist, niggas would've been Uber drivers (Hahahahaha)

Niggas be lame, most of 'em (Most of 'em)

High school, would've cracked jokes on 'em (Facts)

Nigga, get mad, I'll punch on you (Bitch)

Soon as you fall, I'ma stomp on you (Bitch)

Really want war, let me know somethin' (Let me know somethin')

Famous everywhere, still'll blow somethin' (I'll blow somethin')

Don't make a diss song, wait it out

Catch him all, let him hold somethin', come here, soft-ass nigga

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk]

I swear we dog the bitches (We dog them bitches)

Niggas be killin' to get it (Niggas be killin' for them)

We all got millions to get (We all got millions to get)

But you niggas be lame as shit (But you niggas be lame as fuck)

They wanna go to the hood (For what?)

I don't wanna see it again (We been there)

It might be a difference, less attractive, when you really was livin' that shit (We really was doin' that shit)

Nigga, you really a rapper (Keep rappin')

Niggas can die for a caption (Grrah)

I jumped in the streets and adapted (I'm a veteran)

You think we the same, you cappin' (Big cap)

You think you lit, you cappin' (Big cap)

I get my food from Magics (I'm starvin', ah)

Your Rollie over average (Baow)

You know I'm 047 (Add it up, nigga, grrah)

[Outro: Tee Grizzley]

We dog them bitches

Niggas be killin' for them

We all got millions to get

But you niggas be lame as fuck

For what?

We been there