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No Interviews (Explicit) - Lil Durk
Composed by：Durk Banks/Trenton Turner/Henri Velasco
TouchofTrent be wildin' with it
We pop out with them Glocks out
Now everybody got switches
I don't talk about what we talk about
I don't want everybody in my business
I done told the truth about bro and them
Now everybody in they feelings
She done set the standards for the bad b***hes
Now everybody got titties
We ain't never worried about murder cases
N***a
Everybody got millions
Keep your head up
You don't never wanna put your head down in the trenches
You got skybox to the Bulls game
Gave Kim Foxx my tickets
I had a real lunch with a billionaire
I need a hundred mil' to get with 'em
I done seen n***as I vouched for post dude's s**t on they Twitter
I brought Pooh Shiesty to my block
Gave him my Glock with an extension
I seen Juice WRLD documentary
I don't want a Percocet
I'm finished
These h*es f**k for a name
I'll never Birkin bag these b***hes
I been tryna stop takin' d**gs
Feel like I love to clog my kidneys
Told a bad b***h
I can't be seen with you
she got a Uber
Eatin' her Denny's
Why you playin' with me
You can't compare to us
N***as better save they pennies
I'm like Doe Boy
Don't lie to me
I'll tell your a*s
Oh
Really
Love the waistband from them pants
The way my Glock be in my Amiris
I'm Durk
But call me smirk
'Cause every time I'm grinnin'
Like Kodak said
Take a Percocet
Everybody turn gremlin
And you know I'm winnin' when I drop s**t
Everybody in my mentions
I just took me one d**g
I'm tryna get turnt up
I just took two d**gs tryna get turnt up
I just took three d**gs tryna get turnt up
I just took four d**gs tryna get turnt up
I be out there with them killers 'til the f**kin' sun up
Better have a lot of switches if you ever run up
If you outside in them trenches
Never put your gun up
If you think the feds on you
Better put them funds up
I went to court early off a Percocet
Had to open my eyes
I was just f**kin' on a lady guard
That's the only reason I'm tired
I lost a real savage to some b***h n***as
Only reason I cry
I got real money
I'ma need the bank staff to come count this stash
I tell her her p***y wet
Them excuses whenever I really can't last
I'm sorry you ain't seein' no money
I'm thinkin' you good 'cause you ain't ask
Don't come to my crib talkin' 'bout a rumor
If that s**t ain't facts
They say bro DNA was on the murder scene
But that s**t ain't match
They take your s**t and they know you a clown
Just know you ain't gettin' it back
One reason I don't be takin' no interviews
'Cause they bring up rats
That last killin' was a big mistake
So why you ain't statin' the facts
I told a young n***a he don't get a bag whenever he make a mess
I was lookin' at certain n***as kinda funny like he wore a MAGA hat
You get a lil' case
You gotta go do it
You know you can't play with that
And I wear it for fashion
But I got two guns in the Avirex
Like
Why you go tell that n***a go slide knowin' he ain't made for that