Durby

You got a problem with me you better go talk to the lord
She only love me when I buy her Christian Dior
I kicked her out my crib she like "Racks open the door"
Fuck Niggas ain't talking bout none nigga put a bag on your head
Few jackboys round me nigga 100 round with the shooters
Like Tobin Bell I woke up chained up
I'm in North Bergen with Le he putting up them numbers
Walk in any trap in the city nigga I got the bubbas for the low

She like damn Racksoul you get wicky like John Wick
Buy you minks give you racks baby I'm getting to sick with this shit
Call the stripper club the firm cause I make it rain in this bitch everytime
If it don't make no money then that shit don't make no sense
Barbie she a 10 like OUU she running up bands
Spaceship go zoom like OUU she running up bands
I was in the Q doing donuts like I was in the durby
2020 we lost Denzi that shit really hurt me
I'm in LA in the Circa
She in my room on her knees
Fuck her so good she like Racksoul please

Pretty bitch she a diva now
Pretty bitch she a diva now
Hold on let me slow down
Pretty bitch she a diva now
Hold on let me slow down

Back in this bitch and I'm going again
Hoo Yea
Back in this bitch I'm going again
Session for pint for pint
Sick as fuck with a fever with all this ice on me
Brodie don't you lie to me I got them niggas that coming for you if you try to pull a homicide on me
We went balling on you niggas and we knocking you niggas out like Davis
Okay lets go
Stay 10 toes if them boys want to go to war about it
She lied about it she ain't do it
Baby mama give Taj problem and he riding round with the dirty drank
I know a Zoe nigga and he be cooling with the voodoo lady
Midnight club turnt up pour me up some more while I'm fucking up this money
Riding through Dade County in Opa-Locka I be serving them feins
Sometimes I was struggling but I still got it gone in a week
Yeah

You got a problem with me you better go talk to the lord
She only love me when I buy her Christian Dior
I kicked her to my crib she like "Racks open the door"
Fuck Niggas ain't talking bout none nigga put a bag on your head
Few jackboys round me 100 round with the shooters
Like Tobin Bell I woke up chained up
I'm in North Bergen with Le he putting up them numbers
Walk in any trap in the city nigga I got the bubbas for the low

John Wick



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Writer(s): Acxell Camilien
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