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Lil Durk - Threats To Everybody (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Kutlwano Motloatsi
Kutlwano Motloatsi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KushGod
KushGod
Producer

Lyrics

Smurk Smurkio, The Voice Call me whoever you want to call me nigga Don't call me no bitch though (Daniel Taylor) (Ayy, Kush, I'm tellin' you this bitch so crazy on here) fact Man, what? (Go, go) Ain't no sneaky war Money make them killers pop outside, who you ain't seen before (go, go) He don't believe in demons 'til lil' bro hopped out that demon door (yeah) We put belt to ass and shoot 'em fast, shoot til' our finger sore (brrah, rrah, rrah, man, what?) I got Jam and DeDe the same gun like "What we need this for?" (what we need this for?) They block too close like, "Fuck that gas, we don't need it for it" (brrah) How you calling niggas that's gon' spank you with that 'xtension cord? (boaw, boaw, boaw) I can't follow niggas with a name, who got bitched before (bitched before) Oh, he think he outside? Pull up on him curbside (brrah) Hot cars not from Southside, got our shit from Herb guys (go, go, go, go) Woofin' at the guys more than the opps, I wish you would slide (go, go, go, go) Durk can't go on his block, but when I'm there I have a good time (yeah, yeah, man, what?) Yeah (go, go) Think about what you saying with me (yeah) Look what is going on with the other side, better think about playing with me (go, go, blah) Got paperwork, don't shake no hands with me Make example for the niggas I knew long 'cause they keep playing with me (blah) Yeah, that ten don't jam with me How you niggas mad 'cause that's my twin and I keep Jam with me? (Go, go, go) I got the Lamb' with me Tatted on my knee, I got Pluto name, so bitch stop playing with me (go, go, go, go) You ain't have your gun for them, you better keep your gun for me (yeah) Better keep your gun for Boonie, better keep your gun for C Think I'm playing then come and see, you gon' end up by that tree (brrah) Better keep you gun for Boona, we call him chief Man we should've killed him sooner, 'cause he a thief I told Deeski mama, I don't eat meat, and she made me collard greens She like, "Smurk, you know it's July, right? Why you dressed like Halloween?" (brr, blah, blah) Go, go, go, go, go, go, go (brrah) Go, go, go, go (brr, blah, blah) Yeah Man, what?
Writer(s): Daniel Diprima, Durk D Banks, William Tabor, Tyriq Saulsbury Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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