SpotemGottem, Foolio - DurkWorld6 lyrics

Ha, brr, bow (Why you goin' up, ReoN)
Ha, ESPN, nigga big KTA
(Oh yeah, ad, let's go) 6

I'm with lil' SpotEmGottem
Make us hop out on your
Block with that booka-blocka (Blocka)
I think me and lil' bro nerds
We solve all the problems (Problems)
We just ran off on the plug
We took all his choppas (Gone)
Out in public
Got my Glock all in that Louis V (Louis V)
My favorite weapon when I'm steppin'
That Glock 23 (23)
Got VVS's in my mouth so it costs to speak
(bling-blaow)
I bought all the stolen cars, jit
It costs to beef (From that bag)

We damn near beat this nigga ass
Tryna walk up on me (Tryna walk up on me?)
Leave this nigga's shit on the curve
He dissin' on me (Bitch)
Foenem don't even want no payments
Them bodies for free (All for free)
She wanna fuck and go to Vеgas
By the end of the week (By еnd of the week)
I smoke so many dead opps
They ain't fuckin' with me
(Dead opps, headshot)
Park that car and hop out on him
Put this bitch to sleep (Boom)
Let me punch in, that Blackout AR or the 223?
(Ha) this nigga done turned to Forrest Gump
When we turned down the street
(When we turned down the street, ha, bitch
Gang)

Lil' bitches gave me neck (Neck)
Scam BOA for a thirty piece
I got a Presi jwet (Presi jwet)
I be doggin' hoes like, woof woof, girl
You my pet (Woof woof)
The way my VVS's hittin', got her pussy wet
(Bling-blaow) skrrt, skrrt, whip it, work
Watch that pot lock up (Skrrt, skrrt)
They keep on dissin' on lil' Bibby
But we shot they block up (Osama)
They dissin' KTA
Won't mention that we shot they car up
(Rrah) he got shot six times in the
Ass and need Miami doctors (He sweet)
Smokin' Meechy got me
(cough, cough) heart attack (Cough, cough)
I mix that Shug with lil' Leeke
Smoke 'em back-to back (Lil' Leeke)
I make that call and bodies fall
Then I drop them racks (He dead)
Smokin' on sh that lil' bitch
Can't get his bike back (Lil' sh)

Deep creep, I got Fiji in my lungs
(I got Fiji in my lungs)
Peewee dead ass crashed out, niggas dumb
(Haha)
New Dracs', foenem they got brand new guns
(They got brand new guns)
And I'm Mr t with the bitch ass niggas
They all like my sons (They like my sons)
I told her I just want a lil' tizog
It ain't nun (Lil' tizog, lil' tizog)
Pounce out the backseat show these
Niggas that they ain't thuggin'
(He ain't thuggin')
762s hittin' his melon-like four dozen
(Nigga, come here)
This nigga here, he soft as hell
Keep mean muggin'
(Keep mean muggin', this nigga, what?)
Ayy hit him with this bitch
Now this fuck nigga can't get up
That Meechy shit just hit that new car
(Packs) , rainin' bullets
No he ain't shootin' back
Outside his show
That's where he gon' be at
All-black with a hoodie like
"Where my ski at?"
Bitch ass died all on that drill
My whodie he shooting right where he be at
(Where he be at?) ha ha haha (Bitch)
Ayy man, I'm tired of
Smokin' these dead niggas, man
(Meechy) ayy, Meechy
Ha ha haha (I'm smokin' Peewee)