[Chorus: Lil Durk] Niggas chose to leave, and they did I made a wave, I build the bricks I was riding, late night drinking Smoking, thinking about my kids I was really riding with the Sig I'ma miss the Molly with the Henn' I'ma put the .50 in the G I'ma climb the streets once again We ridin' These niggas don't be outside when they say it though, oh (they outside) Yeah, we ridin' These niggas don't bring no money, like they say they do Oh, oh we ridin'
[Verse 1: Lil Durk] A lotta young niggas be on them pills If a girl go' tell, tell her, "Go drill" No Meek, but I need them Mills Up late night, ain't missing no meals Gotta duck low 'cause the feds on us Let her catch me, that's a big bonus And be saucin' like Rick Owens And I sell white, no Nick Jonas Like we don't be outside, you lying If you try me, you dying And we do this all the time And if you real, so we do not have to rhyme I be swerving niggas down I would never drop a dime A lotta niggas, they be lying If you lying, that's a crime If you snitch, that's a dime Ay, I'ma pull up in a Bentley truck I'ma drive slow, you could see the guts Catch [??] fifty Glocks If you live in the war, can't take a bus And I know some niggas that'd take a risk Phillipe on his rm, we gon' take a wrist I know some rappers can't take a diss And I tell them niggas, "Just miss me with that shit"
[Chorus: Lil Durk] Niggas chose to leave, and they did I made a wave, I build the bricks I was riding, late night drinking Smoking, thinking about my kids I was really riding with the Sig I'ma miss the Molly with the Henn' I'ma put the .50 in the G I'ma climb the streets once again We ridin' These niggas don't be outside when they say it though, oh (they outside) Yeah, we ridin' These niggas don't bring no money, like they say they do Oh, oh we ridin'
[Verse 2: Dave East] Making these niggas look jealous This jacket is Mason Margiella (uh) I pull up and flex on whoever (flex) I used to polish my leather I'm in Sac with a dime on me Designer, everything you find on me From the bottom, had to grind, homie Pocket rocket, DB9 on me Gorillas living in the zoo Now I got a bird sittin' in the Coupe I won't say a word, if I know the truth Case dismiss, couldn't show the proof Ferrari pulling off roof, vrrm We the realist niggas up in the room A couple scammers and a couple goons A couple sticks and a couple of brooms Swoop any nigga right off Get out your seat I need that new Patek Phillipe All of my bitches is freaks, we fuck every time that we link I put no 10's on a ring, sliding by a nigga screaming, "That look like East" Two baby .40s, a hunnid a piece Me and Durk, really come from the streets
[Chorus: Lil Durk] Niggas chose to leave, and they did I made a wave, I build the bricks I was riding, late night drinking Smoking, thinking about my kids I was really riding with the Sig I'ma miss the Molly with the Henn' I'ma put the .50 in the G I'ma climb the streets once again We ridin' These niggas don't be outside when they say it though, oh (they outside) Yeah, we ridin' These niggas don't bring no money, like they say they do Oh, oh we ridin'Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
