[Lil Durk]
I hang wit´ murderers
I hang wit´
I hang wit´, ayy, bitch
And I hang with murderers for sure

I can send ´em to...
(TouchofTrent be wildin´ with it)

[Booka600 & Lil Durk]
We done put some cash on their head, foenem like, "Where to shoot?" (Let´s get it, yeah)
Thirty in this mag and I blow that bitch just like a flute (Like a flute)
Pull up with a bad little bitch (Yeah, yeah), I´m in the Bentley coupe (Yeah)
Money bussin´ out the stash, had to take the load up out the room (Man, what?)

[Lil Durk]
Lil´ bro on your ass, then he spaz when he out the roof (Let´s get it)
Lil´ foenem be T´ed, put on that mask, turn to Hannibal (Out of here)

Come run up your blick like you on that, they gon´ challenge you
I can´t even cap, I had that MAC, I held a lot of tool (Ayy, Durk, where your bitch ass at?)
I´m on the Lam´, nigga (Bet)
Slide through, bitch, I shoot and drive too (Let´s get it)
Why you namin´ him like he could save you? Bitch, he high too
Why you keep on bringin´ up the murders that your guys do? (Bitch)
Why you keep on postin´ up them guns that your guys shoot? (Gang, gang, gang)

[King Von & Booka600]
Von
Niggas always woofin´ like they like that (Huh? Huh?)

Tryna ride my wave, that nigga drown, he need a life vest (Drown, drown, drown)
O´Block my chain, I left Icebox and I went right back (Bling, baow)
That nigga pussy, when he by his self, nah, he ain´t like that (Nah, nah)
I keep a forty (Boom)
Who you got? Why you talking ´bout all them bodies?
Who you shot? Where you at? Why you talking ´bout you gon´ rob me? (Where you at?)
If it´s that, where you at? Steady actin´ like he cocky (Actin´ like he cocky)
I got out of jail and got a mill´ and took off like a rocket (Boom, boom)
Booka man smokin´ on that Tooka man, for sure (Booka man smokin´ on that)
You a stupid man, you thinkin´ I´ma oop, my man, is you slow? (Yeah, yeah)

I don´t know who you is, boy, I´m chargin´ thirty for a show
Send it, greenlight, it´s a go
And I gotta get it with my pole

[Lil Durk]
Ayy, why the fuck you callin´ back, boy?
I´m in your cut, nigga (Grrah)
He call my phone like he my mans, you know it´s up with us (Let´s get it)
Foe and ´em Houdini, magic trick, they turn you blunts, nigga (They turn you blunts)
He tryna get up, like he dyin´ like that one nigga (Man, what?)

[ Lil Durk]
Oh man, y´all just kill my mans, man
So? Fuck him, bitch

His ass with Tooka anyway, damn
Dead niggas
300, O´Block shit
600 shit, bitch
Gang, OTF
Yeah
Ayy, when they, that shit be funny Tee, when they ass be tweakin´ and shit
You get right on a nigga ass