Lil Durk, Metro Boomin - Local Pool lyrics
Lil Durk [Durk Derrick Banks] Smurk [Chicago, Illinois, U.S.] 🇺🇸
Metro Boomin [Leland Tyler Wayne]
[Lil Durk, Metro Boomin - Local Pool lyrics]
This lifestyle so fascinatin’
Every day I’m buyin’ clothes just
For a fashion statement
See the nigga you fuck with rap but me
I actually made it
He shot the club up, 2010
He still incarcerated plus he cooperated
And you better get away from all them dog hoes
I be in the crib, smokin’ exotic
Watchin’ Narcos had to send a real connect
Your connect is really Carstone
Get head in the Benz truck, pull up
It’s like a car show
And when you buyin’ a lotta
Person watch them barcodes
I seen a nigga pull a
Hunnid cash from Wells Fargo
It was crushed pills in my water
Gotta drink the particules
When I’m definitely off them drugs
I be antisocial too
Ask my brother how the bag Kobe
He had to coach me through
I know too many niggas play
With Fed made local news play with us
I’ma put some open wounds on
Top of open wounds
I was washin’ gun powders off
From a local pool
Pumpin’ gas for pocket change
Just to keep a bitch
My side hustle from my job
I was fightin’ piss fresh in my arm
Keep my AP on to ice my wrist
You say you love me but press charges
That’s a dirty bitch
I broke her spine off that moon
She said that’s perky dick
You turn your head
Your homie get you that’s how that money get
You ever had that feelin’ that
You might OD off Percocets
I used to window shop DT
Now I can purchase shit (Hm-m)
I can make no niggas love
Me if they ain’t disbelief
You be so quick to jump at
Me but scared of the enemy
If you gon’ rap, just make that money
Don’t try to be in the streets
Gotta order Uber Eats, we can’t go out to eat
You had that feelin’ in your stomach
You couldn’t go home to eat
He puttin’ the cover over the heater
’cause it’s too cold to sleep
When you can’t run
You gotta throw the bundle
I had the whole hood, geeked out
Walk on Adrian Brundle
The whole hood’ll turn on you quick
If you just break a promise
Yeah you’s a goofy, you a lame
You green like iguanas
My chopper dance for real, for real
Like NLE Choppa
You gotta watch out for them hoes
Tryna pick your pockets
This weed shit got recommended
A hunnid K layin’ around
I had to invest in it
They made weed legal in Illinois
You need a car to get it
So many girls inside a Bundle niggas
Made it hard to hit it
Got my bitch so bougee
After me it’s gon be hard to hit it
Them lil’ boys can put in work
For all I care we got the city and we though
My confession I got some head
Outside the Louis store
And I pour a four, woah, oh oh
This money got me sayin’ "Oh, oh oh"
I’m so lit I’m like "Oh, oh oh"
My heart cold it’s like "Oh, oh, oh"
This money got me sayin’ "Oh, oh oh"
I’m so lit I’m like "Oh, oh oh"
My heart cold it’s like "Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh"
Every day I’m buyin’ clothes just
For a fashion statement
See the nigga you fuck with rap but me
I actually made it
He shot the club up, 2010
He still incarcerated plus he cooperated
And you better get away from all them dog hoes
I be in the crib, smokin’ exotic
Watchin’ Narcos had to send a real connect
Your connect is really Carstone
Get head in the Benz truck, pull up
It’s like a car show
And when you buyin’ a lotta
Person watch them barcodes
I seen a nigga pull a
Hunnid cash from Wells Fargo
It was crushed pills in my water
Gotta drink the particules
When I’m definitely off them drugs
I be antisocial too
Ask my brother how the bag Kobe
He had to coach me through
I know too many niggas play
With Fed made local news play with us
I’ma put some open wounds on
Top of open wounds
I was washin’ gun powders off
From a local pool
Pumpin’ gas for pocket change
Just to keep a bitch
My side hustle from my job
I was fightin’ piss fresh in my arm
Keep my AP on to ice my wrist
You say you love me but press charges
That’s a dirty bitch
I broke her spine off that moon
She said that’s perky dick
You turn your head
Your homie get you that’s how that money get
You ever had that feelin’ that
You might OD off Percocets
I used to window shop DT
Now I can purchase shit (Hm-m)
I can make no niggas love
Me if they ain’t disbelief
You be so quick to jump at
Me but scared of the enemy
If you gon’ rap, just make that money
Don’t try to be in the streets
Gotta order Uber Eats, we can’t go out to eat
You had that feelin’ in your stomach
You couldn’t go home to eat
He puttin’ the cover over the heater
’cause it’s too cold to sleep
When you can’t run
You gotta throw the bundle
I had the whole hood, geeked out
Walk on Adrian Brundle
The whole hood’ll turn on you quick
If you just break a promise
Yeah you’s a goofy, you a lame
You green like iguanas
My chopper dance for real, for real
Like NLE Choppa
You gotta watch out for them hoes
Tryna pick your pockets
This weed shit got recommended
A hunnid K layin’ around
I had to invest in it
They made weed legal in Illinois
You need a car to get it
So many girls inside a Bundle niggas
Made it hard to hit it
Got my bitch so bougee
After me it’s gon be hard to hit it
Them lil’ boys can put in work
For all I care we got the city and we though
My confession I got some head
Outside the Louis store
And I pour a four, woah, oh oh
This money got me sayin’ "Oh, oh oh"
I’m so lit I’m like "Oh, oh oh"
My heart cold it’s like "Oh, oh, oh"
This money got me sayin’ "Oh, oh oh"
I’m so lit I’m like "Oh, oh oh"
My heart cold it’s like "Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh"