Viral (feat. Lil Durk)

(D-D-D-DJ FMCT) I'm jus' glad I'm still alive, 'cause you don't make it out that much I went to high school in the hunnids, I had to risk it on the bus Tried to take a case as a juvenile, they ain't charge me as an adult Havin' raw sex with a hood bitch, she be dischargin' for sure You start to google shit and search the pics and hopin' nothin' wrong I had to get check stubs made, I ain't have a job to get a loan My lil' daughter doin' them hip pics, she be actin' like she grown He ain't fake, tryna get that time back, he ain't worried 'bout no phone I ain't worried 'bout nobody, that money come, oh-oh I'ma tell him, "No" if it ain't 500 a show All the killers, they listen to me, they come to all of my shows All of the bitches wanna fuck Smurk, they come to all of my shows Yeah, you can't be pullin' over, I got fentanyl in the car He got all his bread on him, he in the trenches with the 'za He got robbers layin' on him 'cause he ain't connected with the mob If you put yo' hands on me, you'll be dancin' with the stars I feel I'm too deep in this, I'm tryna start a business They sent pounds to my sister crib My baby sister think she too grown, she sneakin' niggas in And, Kay, I still got love for you But that ain't my baby sister, so please don't never say it again All my shit, I'm tryna cross my T's and dot my I's Shoppin' when I land, 'cause I couldn't buy no clothes, but look at now I was 14 lookin' up to killers, RondoNumbaNine Wanted to be just like my daddy, trappin' hard and sellin' rocks, yeah Why you say you solid? I know you was lyin' I kept it a hunnid from the start, I wasn't tryin' He fightin' a fed case, but I'm rich, so he a flight risk I miss my big brother, but he died, I feel like cryin' Touch me, you viral, neck look like aqua Yeah, I'm a real skreet nigga, I'll die 'bout my partners Touch me, you viral, neck look like aqua Yeah, I'm a real skreet nigga, I'll die 'bout my partners I ain't worried 'bout nobody, that money come, oh-oh I'ma tell him, "No" if it ain't 500 a show All the killers, they listen to me, they come to all of my shows All of the bitches wanna fuck Smurk, they come to all of my shows Yeah, you can't be pullin' over, I got fentanyl in the car He got all his bread on him, he in the trenches with the 'za He got robbers layin' on him 'cause he ain't connected with the mob If you put yo' hands on me, you'll be dancin' with the stars My old house used to flood, now my new house, it got two kitchens in it Send a bitch to get her ass done, she be walkin' 'round this bitch different I done seen a nigga nose runnin', he was sniffin' coke from a bitch titty Granny sent me on a store run, had a new Glock with a new 50 Rappers gettin' they chains took, and they'll buy it back for 250 Told a bitch she can kiss me all on my neck, but, baby, I don't do hickeys How you call him yo' brother, but you walk 'round tellin' all dude business? I told her I'm a rock star, I ain't got no feelings I'm not dishonest, snitch took McDonald's Addy water in my bottle, Gucci my goggles Pucci or argue, headshots, go viral Headshots, go viral, headshots, go viral Yeah, I ain't worried 'bout nobody, that money comin' in, oh I ain't walkin' in no club if I can't bring my pole All the killers, they listen to me, they come to all of my shows All of the bitches wanna fuck Smurk, they come to all of my shows