(AyeTM)
Told my brother, “You catch that n#gg# who did it, I’ll give you the ransom”
Told that b#tch to bring her friends, I bring my friends, we link in Atlanta
Hope lil’ bro gon’ beat his case, they don’t really see that sh#t on camera
You gotta worry ’bout who got the up first ’cause my cousin died with his hammer (Yeah)
Only reason opps get all that sh#t, they f#ckin’ with them scammers
He just hit a lick in Miami for all them bricks, he Montana
Where I’m from, we go off body counts, we don’t go off bandanas
I done gave ’em all them guns and drugs, b#tch, I think I’m Santa
All I see, a real n#gg# in the mirror
All I see, a lot of robbers and some killers
All I see, a bunch of real-ass n#gg#s
All I see, a bunch of killers, bunch of killers, n#gg# (Yeah, yeah)
False flaggin’, throwin’ up different gangs and sh#t
Hope when they get caught, them n#gg#s never bring up names and sh#t
Open cases, hangin’ ’round them killers known as dangerous
That’s the only thing I hate that’s comin’ with this famous sh#t, that’s lame as sh#t
Summertime, I be f#ckin’ all these thotties
Can’t deny these n#gg#s claimin’ all them bodies
I can’t lie, if I go broke, I’m catchin’ a robbery
They askin’ why, but I can never give a [?]
Slow down, better watch that boy, he low down
And I heard that he be shootin’ two-three switches when it go down
He used to walk around with a paint gun, I’m happy that he pro now
Suckin’ dick like she a pronoun, but I told that b#tch to slow down, she a low-down
I record with a off-white mat from IKEA
Paranoid, we just gon’ ride around ’til we see ’em
Tug of war, these n#gg#s tryna steal ideas
Check the score, them n#gg#s cryin’ all in my DM, yeah
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Lil Durk Lyrics – IKEA Rug