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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
King Von
King Von
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Dayvon Bennett
Dayvon Bennett
Songwriter
Go Grizzly
Go Grizzly
Songwriter
Christian Ward
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Jaucquez Lowe
Jaucquez Lowe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Go Grizzly
Go Grizzly
Producer
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Producer

Lyrics

Von Von (Go Grizz) Yeah (Hitmaka) Von This ain't OG, this shit smokin' This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real) This that shit that have you chokin' And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed) Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real And my bitch got ass shots But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah) This ain't OG, this shit smokin' This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real) This that shit that have you chokin' And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed) Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real And my bitch got ass shots But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah, uh) Niggas ain't gon' shoot for real They ain't gon' shoot for real (they ain't gon' shoot) Call up Muwop, he grab his Glock and he gon' shoot to kill (rah, rah) I done hit his stains for real, uh Niggas ain't gang for real, uh Niggas go to jail and tell I done sent hits from my cell, damn Bad bitch posted my bail, uh Scream, "Fuck 12" (12) All these bales, came from the cartel (the cartel) They say I got mail, damn (I got mail, yeah) Who got nailed? (Who got nailed, huh?) That boy a trophy, I'ma put him on a shelf (boom, boom, boom) This ain't OG, this shit smokin' This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real) This that shit that have you chokin' And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed) Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real And my bitch got ass shots But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah) This ain't OG, this shit smokin' This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real) This that shit that have you chokin' And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed) Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real And my bitch got ass shots But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah, uh) I ain't gon' lie, that shit major, my hoes carry tasers (yeah) When it comes to this lil' paper, my shit come in pages (for sure) When I had to slow down on them drugs I had to go through phases (for sure) Even though we fightin' all them cases, keep them guns on stages (yeah) Booka gave me X pills, told me chase it but I cannot take it Why these niggas actin' like they real when niggas know they fake it I can't take it Hit a bitch, just hoe his ass Bro slide with a COVID mask Last opp, he overgassed (facts), smoke him Goddamn, he got backdoored Goose, goose, he overgassed (dope) Loose screws, I'll buy they ass poles (gang) Fool, fool, them chains for the low (low) Goof dude, he a stain, he don't know (bitch) This .22 smoke (dawg) Doo, doo, that deuce-deuce blow (go) Boo-hoo, why you cryin'? You a hoe (bitch) Fucked you, now he mad, he ain't know This ain't OG, this shit smokin' This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real) This that shit that have you chokin' And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed) Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real And my bitch got ass shots But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah) This ain't OG, this shit smokin' This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real) This that shit that have you chokin' And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed, yeah) Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real And my bitch got ass shots But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah, uh)
Writer(s): Christian Ward, Kevin Andre Price, Jaucquez Lowe, Durk Banks, Dayvon Bennett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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