500 Homicides (Explicit) - Lil Durk

Oh these niggas ain't gangstas

Stay tryna take my lil homie off the streets huh

Free 'nine b**ch

We still got real niggas out here so everybody gangsta

Where you from ni**a

Free the gas man you ain't from where we from

I told my niggas we gon' make it man

It's a f**king movement man

We a f**king family we ain't a gang

Otf squad

These niggas is b**ches getting info from b**ches

Go and tell to the piggies

I'm tryna get riches and stay on that business

Free bro niggas snitching

My case almost over you lucky one pending

I put 2 in his lemon this 4-5 a lemon

Extended clip for his niggas

And he ain't sh*t to his niggas

We don't hesitate from dede and bebe

Just know that the opps ain't never safe

Load up the glock and reload the 8

Do a drill on the op no clones I see dots

Acgs for the god's church and one power rock

I'm on the block

Hope my tape don't flop and it go gold when it drop

I'm not a liar start d'ing them baggies and we risking indictment

Just to get flier than the first day ticket united 300 the riot

Murder murder kill kill in the jam I'll never squeal

My label only time I deal

I f**k with g's b's moes kings snakes

4's and the niggas under kneel

Silver spoon you don't know how hunger feel

Dreaming 'bout 100 mil step on that curb with 100 pills

Western union money to bro and them in the cell doing 20 years

And I lost a couple of these niggas

And they ain't never seen 20 years oh

Heard them die when I was out of town

Sh*t happen when I'm not around

Slide through every opp block and we up shots till they not around

What's up with this twitter beef

Thought we was keepin' it in the streets

They mad I'm in the winner seat

From the summer time 'till winter breeze

And choppa squeeze b**ch go blaat blaat blaat

I ain't even gotta rap rap rap rex nem in the trap trap trap

One time no light bulb bro n em got a lamp lamp lamp

Where you from you ain't stamped stamp stamp

Niggas know we the champ champ champ

Got niggas sneak dissin' it ain't rap

Make a real ni**a gotta spit facts

Got some niggas saying keep it only rap

That's how these old niggas stay on the map

Headshot we ain't getting into that

Niggas tellin' hands full of pens and pads

Grab a pack blood bleeding real bad

Doin' hit in a coupe in a range or an audi

F**k a ni**a doubt me

All on my dick when they see me

Knowing this b**ch wanna be me

Hell yea you can die over a retweet

I'm grabbing my pole on mimi

I can't see a ni**a like stevie

I won't tell I'll take me a bg

Let's get it

Gang