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FREE LIL DURK LOVE SONGS FOR THE STREETS TYPE BEAT-"No Way"(Prod. By MacMusic63)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
YFN Lucci
YFN Lucci
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Keante Morton
Keante Morton
Songwriter
Rayshawn Lamar Bennett
Rayshawn Lamar Bennett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tino Burna
Tino Burna
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, the type of mood I'm in, I'm on some fly shit You know what I'm sayin'? I feel like pourin' up a pint, I'ma pour it up you know? Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea I might pour a pint, that's the mood I'm in I might fuck yo' bitch, that's the mood I'm in Might post up in the trap, that's the mood I'm in OD off the percs, that's the mood I'm in I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt Yea yea Perky in my system I'mma vomit Trap goin' crazy and they know I'm the hottest Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments Six of Hi tech in my cup never wash it (yeah) Tell them niggas (pay up) They be for the first day of school I used to stay up Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J's up Shot my nigga Boonie he ain't want give his J's up I've been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby (?) too related, never been a groupie hater Think I'm Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it's a zoovie baby The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon' sue me baby (Let's get it!) I might pour a pint, that's the mood I'm in I might fuck yo' bitch, that's the mood I'm in Might post up in the trap, that's the mood I'm in OD off the percs, that's the mood I'm in I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt Yea yea Walk around with yo' car on my neck Nigga playin' we gon' get his ass wacked No Instagram but a nigga gotta check Go get the money we was raised like that Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man And Step comin' home but he can't get them years back yea Just got a .30 totin' standing all day I got another .30 for ya when I get back Oh Lord knows that I'm traumatized, the look in my eyes Lord knows we gon' terrorize every one of you guys Oh Lord knows we don't never, we don't never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide I might pour a pint, that's the mood I'm in I might fuck yo' bitch, that's the mood I'm in Might post up in the trap, that's the mood I'm in OD off the percs, that's the mood I'm in I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt Yea yea
Writer(s): Matthew Robert Martin, Sydney Loren Bennett, Steve Thomas Lacy-moya, Max Bryk, Amber Jeanne Navran, Andris Mark Mattson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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