Lil' fish Keep a bad bitch talkin' to me nicely Only fuck expensive hoes if they pricey Make a movie on that ho, that's a Spike Lee Feel like Fabo', think she like me Big bad, bitch bad Got her riding on that dick, Six Flags Switchin' lanes, speedin' past Gimme brain, bitch bad Yuh The last nigga you was fuckin' was a wannabe I know you would fell in love when you start fuckin' me Count a milli' all alone, don't want no company Bitch, I'm a boss, you gotta come to me (You gotta come to me, baby) And shawty wanna live that fast life (Tryna live that life) I'm fuckin' with you, better act right Put some shit all on your wrist, look like a flashlight So when I want some pussy please don't make me ask twice (Please) Give me head on a yacht (On a yacht) In the air, on the jet, give me that twat (In the air) Ain't got not time to spend but I been spendin' a lot (Spendin' a lot) No selfies in my bathroom, you makin' it hot, woah Keep a bad bitch talkin' to me nicely Only fuck and expensive hoes if they pricey Make a movie on that ho, that's a Spike Lee Feel like Fabo', think she like me, woah Big bad, bitch bad Got her riding on that dick, Six Flags Switchin' lanes, speedin' past Gimme brain, bitch bad, woah Yeah, I'm just a sniper with a rifle, baby You out here lookin' like the type of girl you wife up, baby I got a trip to Paris for a couple nights with baby She gotta make it stand taller than the Eiffel, baby If you're working for me I'ma boss your life up, baby Have you flexin' on your ex, bein' spiteful, baby Fuck with me, I keep them goofies out your cypher, baby I can spot the back-stabbers 'fore they pick the knife up, baby Yeah, she say, "Talk to me nice" (Yeah, yeah) Or don't talk to me twice (Oh, no) But they still gon' fall through (Yeah, yeah) Like they walked on thin ice They know the fuckin' vibes Keep a bad bitch talkin' to me nicely Only fuck expensive hoes if they pricey Make a movie on that ho, that's a Spike Lee Feel like Fabo', think she like me Big bad, bitch bad Got her riding on that dick, Six Flags Switchin' lanes, spin past Gimme brain, bitch bad Whip fast, zip past Give me neck up in that foreign, whiplash Trips, cash, wrist, glass That designer get a wave, drip, splash, yeah Fire mamí keep it spicy, yeah So cool, I keep it icy, yeah Livin' fancy, never feisty, yeah Keep it shiny, never shiesty, yeah Keep a bad bitch talkin' to me nicely Only fuck expensive hoes if they pricey Make a movie on that ho, that's a Spike Lee Feel like Fabo', think she like me Big bad, bitch bad Got her riding on that dick, Six Flags Switchin' lanes, spin past Gimme brain, bitch bad, woah That-that-that, that-that that be Maaly

Fuckin' with me, niggas ain't fuckin' with me (niggas ain't fuckin') Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, you niggas ain't fuckin' with me (whoa-whoa) Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Drop (yeah) Flew her out on the first flight Got that pussy the first night Niggas say, "It's war, then it's on sight", gang, gang (brrt) Walk in this bitch with all this ice I could've came through in a 'Rari, but hit the hood on my dirt bike, yeah (man) Countin' these bands up, been fuckin' my hands up (fuck it up) I was in Paris, I pay for the drill, hit your man's up (brrt) Big Glock. 40 on the hipline, hold my pants up (hold it up) She was confused, like, "How you the G.O.A.T. in a Lambo truck? " (she like, "What?") Fuckin' this tall bitch from the back, say, "Stand up" (woo) Then put your motherfuckin' face down, ass up Nigga been rich too long for makin' these songs, my nigga, it's past luck Fuckin' this bitch too long, she offered a threesome and I just passed up She wanna go in the 'Rari (too small) I wanna rip in the Wraith (let's go) I wanna look at the stars (stars), like I was hittin' in space (yeah) Nigga, how you get back home? (How he get back?) Take a look at his case (check him out) Said her period's on (what happened?) I put it on her face Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, you niggas ain't fuckin' with me (yeah, yeah, Harlem) Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, niggas ain't fuckin' with me (Meek Mill, what up?) 20 bad bitches goin' up with the gang, they fuckin' for free (ooh-ooh) You call her phone, I call her phone, she comin' to me (yeah) Got a boss bitch, Dominican Slim with the buns, cinnamon Friend got the cake like Entenmann's East coast bitch in Timberlands (yeah) Dip with the set like Killa Cam Hop on a jet and we get a tan Like Mortal Kombat when she throw it back Her friends like, "Finish him" (right) Run up, gon' flex, huh It look like I'm lootin' in my closet, with the baguettes, huh I just hit Will up with a deposit (yeah), fill up my neck, huh Lookin' like light bugs sittin' on my collar (right) We been stressed, huh, pull up with a mink, look like I am Chewbacca Blocka-blocka, turned to shottas if them coppers try to pop us (Ferg) Then go sit at John and Vinny's, have some pasta with some mobsters (yeah) Swervin' through Philly, I'm hangin' with Billies and nobody really can stop us (woo) BIA, BIA, we throw dollars, got your BIA pussy poppin' like BIA, BIA, why you actin' like a hoe? Like a hoe BIA, BIA, why you actin' like a hoe? Like a hoe BIA, BIA, get yo' eyes up off my dough, off my dough BIA, BIA, get yo' eyes up off my dough, off my dough (that's right) Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, niggas ain't fuckin' with me (niggas ain't fuckin') Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, niggas ain't fuckin' with me (they can't touch us) 20 bad bitches goin' up with the gang, they fuckin' for free (fuckin' for free) You call her phone, I call her phone, she comin' to me BIA, BIA Fuckin' this bad bitch from the projects, her name Tia Head was good, the best on earth like Russ and BIA Nigga asked me did I see her, but I ain't seen her But I did, 'cause she was tucked in the fahina Spanish bitches goin' up like La Marina She a hot girl and I'm hot too, jalapeño We sell work, and she wan' work 'cause she a pinger We gon' serve that lil' bitch (gang)

Don't nothin' move but the $, and the bad bitches twerkin' In a room full of $, I didn't have it I was workin' I'm certain I'mma get it Bout to kill it, close the curtains All these clown ass niggas We should put you in the circus() It's 5 in the mornin', and I got 2 turnt up And I know you want it So you ain't gotta hide it no mo', let me see Let me see, let me see You ain't gotta hide it no mo', let me see Let me see, let me see You ain't gotta hide it no mo', let me see() Ya want me, ya got me It's sumethin' in the air I can't deny Yo body, boy, it's toxic When I pop it, I know ya can't get enough(Pre-) Andale, andale They bring me that $ when I hit the club Andale, andale Now bring me my $() It's 5 in the mornin', and I got 2 turnt up And I know you want it So you ain't gotta hide it no mo', let me see Let me see, let me see You ain't gotta hide it no mo', let me see Let me see, let me see You ain't gotta hide it no mo', let me see(2) This feelin', it's crazy Just maybe, I could let ya get it Taste of my touch, boy it's like drugs So don't try to cut, we're only here fo' one night(Pre-) Andale, andale They bring me that $ when I hit the club Andale, andale Now bring me my $(3: Meek Mill) I get it, I get it, I'm wit it my nigga They talk it, I live it I walk in the buildin' talk of the city, parkin' the Bentley Started in Philly, really I started wit plenty Where niggas poppin' that semi, ya pull up I'm poppin' the willy Got $, ya ain't got no time And if ya got time ya ain't got no $ And errybody screamin' if ya broke ya a joke And I'm tryna figure why a nigga look so funny Got a quarter on my neck, pull up on em, flex Ya niggas sound bitter and really look upset And I be round niggas, just $, power, respect We cop, cook, and collect, and neva makin' it stretch Ya neva making a check, smellin' the odor I whip it wit soda, I been in wit Hova, drinkin' on spade Puffin' wit Diddy, I'm talkin' to Costa Puerto Rico, bad bitches, got em ova() It's 5 in the mornin', and I got 2 turnt up And I know you want it So you ain't gotta hide it no mo', let me see Let me see, let me see You ain't gotta hide it no mo', let me see Let me see, let me see You ain't gotta hide it no mo', let me see

Alright lets be clear They might of done a thing or two But there track record in the streets is ain't like me They ain't me Don't let them fool you Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me Got a couple main hoes that I'm fucking round with But there's one bad bitch you can't see And all my niggas get straight to the money, these stones all clear HD And my DC chain shine bright, shine bright with my gold AP Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me Got a couple brown niggas that I'm fucking round with Can't come round nigga ain't see And them bricks still sell them for the high My nigga in the drop top birds ain't cheap These niggas still sell the work Tell 'em work ain't that easy Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me These pussy ass niggas can't come to my hood Cause you pussy ass niggas ain't me I got all these shooters that's down for the cause And they all get money like me And, and I still ride around my hood Quarter milli on a nigga white tee And y'all niggas still hating on it, still hating on it Talking what they gonna do to me But I'm strapped up & I'm waiting on it These niggas ain't built like that These niggas get killed like that Running 'round my name in their mouth Banana clips get peeled like that And they wonder why I feel like that Cause every other month I make a mill like that Took my whole family up out that hood Set 'em all nice in the hills like that, shit real like that You ain't gotta like my shit, pay for the flow, I don't write my shit Better pray to God I don't like your bitch Cause if she catch eye then she might get hit! Woah! Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me Got a couple main hoes that I'm fucking round with But there's one bad bitch you can't see And all my niggas get straight to the money, these stones all clear HD And my DC chain shine bright, shine bright with my gold AP Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me Got a couple brown niggas that I'm fucking round with Can't come round nigga ain't see And them bricks still sell them for the high My nigga in the drop top birds ain't cheap These niggas still sell the work Tell 'em work ain't that easy, ain't me I'm a real ass nigga and I've been like that Day one and I ain't gone change In the hood nigga act a little different when I come through Cause a nigga got a little change Little pussy ass nigga don't test no nigga Cause if he do then its gone be flames That 40 gone go bang bang Them niggas might say my name My young niggas got rollies on Bitches got them burgers on My trigger finger been itchin' My patients short, but my money long Its levels to this shit for real Boy I'm dream chasing tryna see a hundred M's Got the plug on deck if I wanna go back Put work in the trap what you know about that Pillow talking to ya ho hating on a nigga Fuck around lose ya ho like that Ain't me, ain't me, these rapping ass niggas, ain't me Only fuck with real niggas like Meek (What up meek?) You ain't CMG or DC Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me Got a couple main hoes that I'm fucking round with But there's one bad bitch you can't see And all my niggas get straight to the money, these stones all clear HD And my DC chain shine bright, shine bright with my gold AP Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me Got a couple brown niggas that I'm fucking round with Can't come round nigga ain't see And them bricks still sell them for the high My nigga in the drop top birds ain't cheap These niggas still sell the work Tell 'em work ain't that easy Ain't me, ain't me these pussy ass niggas ain't me Gettin' money my Daywan you know we rappin' DC Cause I dropped that bag on you, I kill you niggas for free I got all this money on me, I got all these hundreds on me ho Backin' up in this Panamera with some rich ass hoes Started off with a quarter ounce, had to get that though Flip them, move circles on them like Tic Tac Toe Hoes ready they fucking sucking on the get set go Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me Got a couple main hoes that I'm fucking round with But there's one bad bitch you can't see And all my niggas get straight to the money, these stones all clear HD And my DC chain shine bright, shine bright with my gold AP Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't me Got a couple brown niggas that I'm fucking round with Can't come round nigga ain't see And them bricks still sell them for the high My nigga in the drop top birds ain't cheap These niggas still sell the work Tell 'em work ain't that easy, ain't me I guess we can't tell you enough What you do won't make you me Truthfully some of you niggas need to get some sleep Your dreams aren't manifesting correctly

Yeah, reporting live from the northside of litty city You fuck my bitch, I'ma keep it player I just want you to know that we the Navy Seals We gon' strike your whole motherfucking platoon, nigga Gang Bangladesh Ugh Three bad bitches, fuckin' on me Top floor at my penthouse, yeah Young rich nigga, I'm on my roll Fuckin' them hoes in my flip-flops, yeah Fuck her, that troll and this hip-hop, woah Nigga play me, gon' get shot (Brr) Quarter mil' 'caine, my wrist white, woah Bust down, Patek don't tick-tock, no We got them birds in a drought I caught a plaque and they hitting it raw This life I'm living be tripping me out 'Cause I just light a flamers, be spitting in my mouth (Ew) I'ma buy a bird for a project bitch Rolls truck coming, I'ma cop that shit Ass all fat, tell her pop that shit like (Booty, booty, booty, booty) Every red bottom, know I got that shit Post it on the Gram, but you not that lit Your favorite rapper is not that rich (Booty, booty, booty, booty) Fly Dubai on Emirates Only fly a mob that's with the shits All bad hoes need discipline (Booty, booty, booty, booty) I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (Booty, booty, booty, booty) I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes (Booty, booty, booty, booty) Tell her come fuck on me Tell her come fuck on me Fuck on me Tell her come fuck on me I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah (Cardi) I bought my money ring, your's out (Woo) Red Lamborghini with the doors out (Ugh) I hit them the mall, clear stores out (Ugh) Hit it to your face, get pores out, yeah (Booty, booty, booty, booty) I been hard working and humble (But) Believe me, I've heard of the mumble (Look) I'm just gon' leave it alone (Yeah) 'Cause I would put burners to bundles Bitches are miserable, they are so typical Hating is cheap, not my material Look where I'm at, run back to years ago I used to strip, now I keep a different pole (Cardi) I do not fuck with your kind, no I do not fuck with your vibe, no I am a big, boss bitch I do not come in your size, no (Booty, booty, booty) I seen a bitch tryna switch sides (Switch) Then jump back, tryna dick ride (No) But I ain't really worried about these hoes (Huh?) 'Cause bitches are hurt, D. Rose (Yeah) Gucci bags, forty count stickin' out (Ugh) If they want the smoke, then I give it out (Ugh) I might leave my robe at your nigga house Give you two something to figure out I seen all these shots and they brick, brick, brick Try something new hoe, quick, quick quick Body bag, body bag, zip, zip, zip (Booty, booty, booty, booty) I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (Booty, booty, booty, booty) I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes (Booty, booty, booty, booty) Tell her come fuck on me Tell her come fuck on me Fuck on me Tell her come fuck on me I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah I want a freak nasty hoe Freak, freak nasty hoe I'm in a red 'Sace robe (Robe, robe) (Booty, booty, booty, booty) I do not come in your size Brand new Rolls, all bad bitches I want a freak nasty hoe I seen a bitch go an' switch sides I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches (Booty, booty, booty, booty) I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes (Booty, booty, booty, booty) Tell her come fuck on me Tell her come fuck on me Fuck on me Tell her come fuck on me I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah (Booty, booty, booty, booty)

I don't wanna be another rockstar People tellin' me that I am (I'm just a rockstar for the trenches) (I'm just a rockstar from the trenches) (I'm just a rockstar for the trenches) I'm just a rockstar for the trenches I ain't see my mama sad in a minute I gave her everything, you can't trick her I told my daughters to watch out for niggas I'm at a jet airport with a killer Too much drank I done threw up out the window I was smart, I wasn't movin' with niggas That wasn't me, you confused me with niggas Goin' broke? I can't imagine it Fuck it off, I hold the line of saks Dominos, that's a hater effect IC recorded, caught me drinkin' the act' Charge the 'Rari, where the battery at? I confess, where the therapy at? Lost so many niggas, feel like a test Made my daughter mad, I get her baguettes Ain't no vaccines, just give me a six Ain't got time to really lay with a bitch I be on hard when she lay on my dick Half of you niggas my only regret Gotta react what they put on the 'net Answer the phone, ain't gon' never forget Answer the jail calls, yeah, answer the jail calls, yeah I can count how many times you helped me up Plenty times I was on my back, you ain't help me up Act like they with me, whole time laughin' it up I made it out the trenches, I'm blessed to be up I can count on my hands any time you helped You showin' your hand, you gon' get hit with the belt I'm tellin' my friends how I'm enhanced with wealth You stand on ten, but same time you left Public defender, your lawyer for free Your Mount Rushmore list can't fuck with me Tried to go pop style, had to fuck up the streets Could've went to the league, but he fucked up his knee, yeah I make it rain wherever I'm goin' The bitches gon' love me when I'm in the buildin' I be on and off, on and off in a relationship when I'm sippin' I got a trench bitch, she so paranoid She cut her phone off when she sleep Real nigga, I'm in rare form, man, gotta practice whatever I preach Lamborghini doors raised like ringworm, I be paranoid when I'm sleep You want freedom and I want peace Fuck her good, she gon' give you the tea In the hood you can't compare to me Hypnosis, I ain't sleep in a week Minnesota, spliff your weed in a week You got promoted, you doin' federal team I can count on my hands any time you helped You showin' your hand, you gon' get hit with the belt I'm tellin' my friends how I'm enhanced with wealth You stand on ten, but same time you left I can count on my hands any time you helped You showin' your hand, you gon' get hit with the belt I'm tellin' my friends how I'm enhanced with wealth You stand on ten, but same time you left I don't wanna be another rockstar People tellin' me that I am I'm just gonna see you at the top now Maybe then you'll have a better plan

Good morning, Durk I hope you're doing as well as possible under the circumstances Can you tell me where was your mind When you heard the news of your friend Von Passing away on November 6th, 2020? And then the loss of your brother on June 6th, 2021 Wow, that must've been incredibly devastating I can only imagine how painful that must've been It's been a year and I wanna know How you feel about the rap beef on top of all the chaos? Despite all this, you continue to be a warrior A leader in the rap industry and the voice in your community And I want you to feel completely safe in this room Nobody can hurt you It's okay to express your vulnerabilities and emotions This is a judgement-free zone and I encourage To let your emotions out and express yourself freely Take a deep breath and focus on the present moment Today is May 26th Remember that you don't have to go through this alone I'm here to listen, you have the voice in this room I wanna hear from Durk Banks

McLaren Speedtail Six carats in my ear for detail I be gettin' all my watches retail Caught a murder, he tryna call Meek Mill Sold him lean, but Doodie got his refill I know real killers act like females All the trenches bitches give me tea still How you kill him? Bro, I need the details Adderall, feel like it's mixed with B12 You kept tellin' all my secrets, be real Headshot, stop runnin', be still I could shake a whole block with these pills This a striker, I don't know why you need L's Pull up to a whole mosque and pray still Follow bro car 'cause he got the switch I don't be poppin' 'cause you died and you diss Crush a Perc' inside a Sierra Mist Bitch was poppin', had to give her a kiss I ain't puttin' my name on hits Why you braggin'? Niggas ain't kill shit Hopped out on feet like he ran out of gas I call him Yeat 'cause he stay with his mask How you got it, but you stay with your mans? Legs tatted, had to go get some Vans Fifteen million cash, that's my advance Fuck a opp bitch to get in her head Think I love her, I'm tryna plot on her man Think I love her, I'm tryna kill his ass You a killer? Jam, check his referral Flawless diamonds, you rock it better with curls On a date, I gotta take her to Harold's These Chanel, these ain't regular pearls I'm so high off this X pill I don't give no fuck how my ex feel Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah Still use cash with the card on file Check what you drinkin', they water it down Said what you said, you a part of it now Chance after chance, I done gave you a pound Feds on your ass, gotta bury it now I popped a Addy, I barely pronounce Eyeball the weed and it's barely a ounce Watch how you speak, you could bury your spouse Bro, I got M's and I slept on the couch Ain't got a bond, it got inherit amount My budget two million, the killers is out I get my teeth from the Mouth of the South Got the location, you not in your house How do it feel to have Glocks in your mouth? I know you broke 'cause they froze your account Feel like a goofy promotin' the clown I told my lawyer I'm sober now Run up a check 'cause I'm older now Got who we want, so it's over now How you slide, but ain't nobody vouch? Counterfeit money, ain't nobody count How you think I got two hundred pounds? Fifties, fifties, fifties, two hundred rounds Out of jail early, you know that he foul Nike ski mask to cover the brows No Auto, pain, I got a couple of styles I done paid for a couple of trials I done slaid me a couple of dials Call her now 'cause I ain't fuck in a while I got love for bro, he holdin' me down Frrt, hold a couple of rounds Frrt, standin' over him now, yeah I'm so high off this X pill I don't give no fuck how my ex feel Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah

DJ FMCT DJ Bandz, oh, man Before you block me I'm tryna text you, "I'm sorry that I hurt you" I'm a street nigga with a name but certain shit just ain't worth it And I'm sorry what I did to you, I know you didn't deserve it (deserve it) I told you 'bout all the hoes I fucked, you got a little discouraged (little discouraged) Told your friends about our problems, shit made me nervous Please don't put me on that block list 'cause I don't deserve it I gotta answer the private call 'cause you might call restricted And I say you my prize possession 'cause I had to earn you (had to earn you) I bring yo' laughs out I send you money whenever you need, I send you Cash App I call yo' phone, I can't get through, I make a text out Pull up to your OG crib, that's the next step (oh) The worst feeling to be on that block list (block list) I thought it was fun and games to be toxic Came in the crib, my clothes in boxes (in boxes) I grab her hand like, "Could you stop it?" (no) Don't feel good to be on that block list (block list) Why you put me on that block list? (Block list) I can't get through, I'm on that block list (block list) I'm tryna talk to you, I'm on that block list (block list) I don't even answer for all of my guys They talkin' 'bout bitches all on my line I talk about street shit all the time I don't talk about hoes all on my live One time she had made me cry And I'm like, "Some shit had got in my eye" I ain't gon lie, I love the fact that she don't be kickin' it 'round my guys Loyal, she gon' tell me like, "One of them niggas tried" Loyal, if I tell you that, I'ma tell you a hundred times Gullible, told me if I ever cheat, "Don't be with strap" Comfortable, she want hundred, I put a hundred in her bag Perfect timing, I had to give her diamonds I be vibing, this loyal shit is timeless She like curry chicken bird, I like salmon Every time I'm freakin' her, I give her allowance Don't feel good to be on that block list (block list) Why you put me on that block list? (Block list) I can't get through, I'm on that block list (block list) I'm tryna talk to you, I'm on that block list (block list)