Jim Jones, Lil Durk - Head Off lyrics

Uh (VL)
Knock the head off, the body gon' drop
(fax me that) huh, simple math (shit)
We out here though (that's 100%)
Got some young boys that'll pull up on you
Any time of day if need to (say that, that)
But I ain't here for that (not at all)
We tryin' to stay positive
(Astaghfirullah, akhi)
If you don't fuck around (Dougie On The Beat)

If we knock the head off, body fall deep
I just popped a Xanax, help me fall asleep
Lookin' at you crazy, like how you cross me
Years of my life, what the streets cost me
Don't follow us, i got some killers in New
York that drive to Baltimore
And if they paid to do a kill
They gon slaughter for it
And I love my savages
We in the city making all the noise

Jones!
Arm legga legga, fuck it bust at the head
I'd steal from bodegas when we
Would hustle for bread
My man got shot, and he got cuffed to the bed
I watched his mom pray for him
While she was touching his head
Lord is my witness
So I can only spit the truth
Like died with his gun
And he didn't get to shoot
No top all Summer
Like he didn't get the roof
We was young, smoking Reefer
Blowing heaters off the roof
Now we on planes with the Mac like a laptop
Tryna catch my balance and turbulence
When we slap box
Still park them pretty foreign cars
From them crack blocks
Give my niggas inspiration
'cause they still trap

If we knock the head off, body fall deep
I just popped a Xanax, help me fall asleep
Lookin' at you crazy, like how you cross me
Years of my life, what the streets cost me
Don't follow us, i got some killers in New
York that drive to Baltimore
And if they paid to do a kill
They gon slaughter for it
And I love my savages
We in the city making all the noise

We got all the cars
You know we bust down all the Audemars
You can catch us in the Wraith
You see all the stars
We flying through your town
We making all the noise
Nigga, call the boys, shit
I'm from a town that'll kill
You dead on the spot
Know a couple drug lords turned federal cops
Been in the kitchen when the
Coke was ready to rock know what they say
Hope this run never will stop
That's my favorite
Plus these niggas I was raised with
Taught to buy rolls
And never even appraised it who am I
Cause I been accused of the same shit
The bitches and the cars and the jewelry
Nigga you name it

If we knock the head off, body fall deep
I just popped a Xanax, help me fall asleep
Lookin' at you crazy, like how you cross me
Years of my life, what the streets cost me
Don't follow us, i got some killers in New
York that drive to Baltimore
And if they paid to do a kill
They gon slaughter for it
And I love my savages
We in the city making all the noise