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Lil Durk

You Got Em

 

You Got Em

(album: Almost Healed - 2023)


(T99, 少し強さを送ってくれ)
Hol' up, hol' up

Marni bucket with the jacket to match
Asking bitches "Where the chemistry at?"
C.O. tripping when they visiting max
Taking guns, we ain't giving it back
You ain't fucking, no, return the gift back
I done told bitches, this ain't a finesse
Bro, you a killer, then say it with your chest
Bro get to clutching, he tripping off X
Bitch, you ain't nothing, ain't tripping for sex
I was so deep and I came on her chest
Back-to-back sex, you know honey the best
I can not ever wear Carti's again
Count up a million, my hands was swole
Why you so cocky? Your friends is hoes
You got a Porsche, we ain't playing with those
Bitch, I'm the reason the trenches home
Shoot me a text, ain't answer the phone
The two-hundred minutes ain't lasting long
Hop in a group with the trenches phone
I'm tryna see what the trenches on
Got him a car again
I told him to spin and spin and spin again
That was an accident
You need your lash esthetician bitch to get in
I done move fast again
I done brought the car all cash, I need tints
He hit the perculator for the Percocets
These niggas ain't my friends

Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
Hold up, them drugs, hold up
Like, hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
Hold up, them drugs, hold up
Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)
Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)

He off a muscle, relaxing
He know the customers got 'em, serve him, woah
He like a certain reaction
Why he be taking them capsules? I'm like "Woah"
I get a certain reaction
I'm keeping the murderers happy, I'm like "Woah"
She know her ass is fatter
She know how that surgery got her, I'm like "Woah"
Pussy stinking, she tryna blame her PH balance, I'm like "No"
Two things ain't ever seen is one main hopping hoes, one go
I'm a dog, gotta shake the paw, I'll fuck your friend, she won't know
Why you be telling the business? But since you gon' tell, just tell 'em you be off the coke
Plan B, she be eating pills, I done tricked her to taking, ain't fucking no more
Brodie cup got lean still, if I take a pill, I'm driving the boat
I was never into abusing women, when I fuck from the back, I be grabbing her throat
Never believe what the blogs be talking about, you know we ain't ducking the smoke
Brodie a gremlin, he popped him a fake Percocet, his face hurt
I'm in Miami, you think I'm the fake Durk, get hit in your face first
I mix the purple and yellow together, I feel way better, a Laker
I can't chase her, nah, I can't chase her

Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
Hold up, them drugs, hold up
Like, hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
Hold up, them drugs, hold up
Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)
Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)

done

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