Lil Durk - Two Hours From Atlanta lyrics
Lil Durk [Durk Derrick Banks] Smurk [Chicago, Illinois, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Lil Durk - Two Hours From Atlanta lyrics]
Banger i was on the E-way, I
Was two hours from Atlanta, georgia
(Oh yeah, I'ma make a banger with this one)
I had so much on my mind like
It was stressing me out
DJ on the beat, so it's a banger shit crazy
Turn my phone off every time I'm thrown off
Seen a head get blown off
They said them niggas drove off
Sneaky bitches moan soft
Sip lean out a long straw
Fell asleep in a cold car, that
Shit had turned me cold heart
I'm super stressed
Came from havin' zero to some Ms
I'm super blessed
Street nigga, hit everything grown
I had cougar sex
If your pointers nowhеre near forty
Go get somе new baguettes
Spin, shoot, spin around and shoot
That shit a super set head strong
I'm mad I ain't say no
Quote on foenem headstone
Chicago like a red zone
Certain niggas won't last long
Lost so many niggas at the same time
Shit my tears gone
Head hurt, why they jump out head first?
Red shirt, blood stain
Threw away my Gucci shirt, it had a cum stain
Told 'em "Wish I would change
I made it out with this mud stain"
Yeah, foenem smokin' on that exotic
I just told 'em that bitch honest
She ain't even did shit to her body
I done fell in love with the one
I ain't fall in love with no thotty
I just introduced her to a Percocet
Ain't fuck around with no molly
That bitch tryna kick it like karate, I said
"You toxic"
That bitch know she got body, she just on it
Freaky
That bitch sneakin' and geekin' for sure
I used a lighter to light up the stove
Can't trust a bitch who gon'
Spill out the sto'
Call me your brother but gave up the low
He won't take naps but he sleep with his pole
Fiendin' on Perc make a nigga move slow
He think he slick 'cause no one knows
I know some hoes who got my back
I know my brothers they got my back
I went to jail, they ain't have my back
I called you twice, you ain't call me back
I colored my dreads, became a snack
Bro was fucked up when I gave them a stack
If I don't love you, I don't get attached
I told you I love you, you ain't say it back
Oh oh
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
Was two hours from Atlanta, georgia
(Oh yeah, I'ma make a banger with this one)
I had so much on my mind like
It was stressing me out
DJ on the beat, so it's a banger shit crazy
Turn my phone off every time I'm thrown off
Seen a head get blown off
They said them niggas drove off
Sneaky bitches moan soft
Sip lean out a long straw
Fell asleep in a cold car, that
Shit had turned me cold heart
I'm super stressed
Came from havin' zero to some Ms
I'm super blessed
Street nigga, hit everything grown
I had cougar sex
If your pointers nowhеre near forty
Go get somе new baguettes
Spin, shoot, spin around and shoot
That shit a super set head strong
I'm mad I ain't say no
Quote on foenem headstone
Chicago like a red zone
Certain niggas won't last long
Lost so many niggas at the same time
Shit my tears gone
Head hurt, why they jump out head first?
Red shirt, blood stain
Threw away my Gucci shirt, it had a cum stain
Told 'em "Wish I would change
I made it out with this mud stain"
Yeah, foenem smokin' on that exotic
I just told 'em that bitch honest
She ain't even did shit to her body
I done fell in love with the one
I ain't fall in love with no thotty
I just introduced her to a Percocet
Ain't fuck around with no molly
That bitch tryna kick it like karate, I said
"You toxic"
That bitch know she got body, she just on it
Freaky
That bitch sneakin' and geekin' for sure
I used a lighter to light up the stove
Can't trust a bitch who gon'
Spill out the sto'
Call me your brother but gave up the low
He won't take naps but he sleep with his pole
Fiendin' on Perc make a nigga move slow
He think he slick 'cause no one knows
I know some hoes who got my back
I know my brothers they got my back
I went to jail, they ain't have my back
I called you twice, you ain't call me back
I colored my dreads, became a snack
Bro was fucked up when I gave them a stack
If I don't love you, I don't get attached
I told you I love you, you ain't say it back
Oh oh
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)