Smurk
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I done went deluxe on they ass, dummy
(LowLowturnthatup)
Yeah, yeah

Durk cap, he ain't slide for Von, yeah, his ass silly
Durk cap, he ain't The Voice, he just a nigga from the city (man, what?)
Durk cap, he left his block when he got on, his hood shitty (yeah, yeah)
Durk cap, he had a local jeweler, he said he went to Izzy (yeah, yeah)
Y'all cap, we slid for real, we just don't mention shit, we busy (shh, facts)
Y'all cap, I'm The Voice for real, the biggest in the city (the 'Raq)
Y'all cap, how I leave my block, I just dropped off some switches?
Y'all cap, on Pluto, I just spent three million just with Izzy
Man, I'm Durk, and you got my lo', why you play with Perk? (Why you play with Perk?)
Fuck the feds, who walk around with you, them niggas gon' get hurt (grrah)
Baby bro'll fuck the strip up with that switchy off a Perc' (grrah)
Then he jet back to the trenches with some bitches, sippin' syrup (drank, hahaha)
Play with D-Thang name, get shot, these niggas loose and I got proof (facts, facts)
You can't shake yo' ass outside how you shake ass in the roof (shake ass in the roof)
They outside like a gorilla in the motherfuckin' coupe (in the motherfuckin' coupe)
You can't see? That ain't no gorilla, that's four killers out the roof (bah, bah)
I brung Nuk and Katie out, brung out Dreezy, brung out Zay
Brung out Herb' and Calboy, I brung out Reesey, I don't play
Why you play with me like I'm a bitch, you know I am the face? (Yeah, yeah)
If I was out of town when niggas die, you know he got, "okayed" (man, what?)

Why you lie? Who you shot? Huh
Why you lie? Why you sneak diss to a thot? Huh
Why you hop inside this beef? Now you a opp, huh (why you hop inside this beef?)
You be claimin' everywhere, you ain't got no block, huh (you ain't even got no block)
He said he got the city locked, his ass off rocks, huh (ass off rocks)
I can merch your baby mama sucked my cock, huh (she sucked my cock, huh)
All them rumors said I can't go to my block, huh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
On Lil Mo grave, wherever I point, you gon' get shot, huh (bah)

You need a Addy just to focus on your opps, huh (grrah)
I went platinum with a nigga you call your opps, huh
A stylish bitch, she suck my dick in Gucci socks, huh
You paid all cash for your ass, your booty hard, huh (booty hard, bitch, yeah)
When you go, drop your location, we keep runnin' out of patience (keep runnin' out)
I put it on all my kids, we slid through there, that bitch was vacant (that bitch was vacant)
Tired of niggas lyin' to all these fans, I can't take it
Them niggas act like killers, they ain't no killers, man, they fakin' (man, they fakin', yeah)
Pop out cuts with dreads all in my face, now, I'm Jamaican (now, I'm Jamaican)
I'm Muslim, but, they say I'm aikido, they call me Satan (now, they call me Satan)
You a opp, you mention names, I ain't gon' cap, you ain't gon' make it (damn)
Backdoor, I tried to act like shit was Gucci, Radric Davis (Gucci)
My lawyers beat my cases, man, I swear, I think he Mason (man, I think he Mason)
Mask on where I'm from, you either Pooh Shiesty or Jason (go catch you one)
I just told my bitch to die her hair green, now she radiant
I just bought lil' bro'nem two, three Hellcats and now they racin' (yeah, skrrt)

Why you lie? Who you shot? Huh
Why you lie? Why you sneak diss to a thot? Huh
Why you hop inside this beef? Now you a opp, huh (why you hop inside this beef?)
You be claimin' everywhere, you ain't got no block, huh (you ain't even got no block)
He said he got the city locked, his ass off rocks, huh (ass off rocks)
I can merch your baby mama sucked my cock, huh (she sucked my cock, huh)
All them rumors said I can't go to my block, huh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
On Lil Mo grave, wherever I point, you gon' get shot, huh (bah, grrah)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Georgiy Denisovich Shapkin, John Balan