Lil Kee, Lil Durk - Bop Him lyrics
Lil Durk [Durk Derrick Banks] Smurk [Chicago, Illinois, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Lil Kee, Lil Durk - Bop Him lyrics]
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause
They weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me
They from out the city everywhere you go
Young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten
So I walk 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried
A nigga's changed up
Uh, uh, nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees
I be like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I can drop a hundred
Bitches without even tryin'
Don't post shit about my brother, nigga
You ain't slidin'
I might catch that bitch and up that bitch
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you with your daughter, bitch
Whilе you out shoppin' 223, we bop him
I make Hotty drop somethin'
I know hе gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head
But I know I can't stop nothin'
Tryna shoot you in your shit and
I won't leave the cops come
I be thinkin' 'bout some stupid shit like
"Why these niggas nervous?"
I be thinkin' 'bout some stupid shit like
"Where that nigga buried?"
I'll be damned if I go broke and
Give that stupid bitch a Birkin
Brodie died by himself, wish it was me
It really hurt me
Percocet used to help the pain
But now it just ain't working
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause
They weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me
They from out the city everywhere you go
Young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten
So I walk 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried
A nigga's changed up
Uh, uh, nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees
I be like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I might catch that bitch and up that bitch
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you with your daughter, bitch
While you out shoppin' 223, we bop him
I make Hotty drop somethin'
I know he gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head
But I know I can't stop nothin' (Smurk)
I cut niggas off who I had real love for
(Real love for)
My lil' brother takin' all of them Percs
Feel like a custo' (A custo')
Learned from my mistakes
Like why the state do that to JusBlow?
(JusBlow)
Mad 'cause he ain't slide, he really is
But he ain't catch though
(He ain't catch though) cut 'em off
Tryna balance this music with
This street shit, feel like tug of war
And this shit be crazy
The ones you doubt be the
Ones who love you more (Uh)
Street nigga, i love to be around niggas
Who just love to war
If I get that vibe you don't fuck with mine
Then I ain't gon' fuck with yours
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause
They weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me
They from out the city everywhere you go
Young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten
So I walk 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried
A nigga's changed up
Uh, uh, nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees
I be like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I might catch that bitch and up that bitch
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you with your daughter, bitch
While you out shoppin' 223, we bop him
I make Hotty drop somethin'
I know he gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head
But I know I can't stop nothin'
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause
They weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me
They from out the city everywhere you go
Young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten
So I walk 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried
A nigga's changed up
Uh, uh, nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees
I be like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I can drop a hundred
Bitches without even tryin'
Don't post shit about my brother, nigga
You ain't slidin'
I might catch that bitch and up that bitch
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you with your daughter, bitch
Whilе you out shoppin' 223, we bop him
I make Hotty drop somethin'
I know hе gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head
But I know I can't stop nothin'
Tryna shoot you in your shit and
I won't leave the cops come
I be thinkin' 'bout some stupid shit like
"Why these niggas nervous?"
I be thinkin' 'bout some stupid shit like
"Where that nigga buried?"
I'll be damned if I go broke and
Give that stupid bitch a Birkin
Brodie died by himself, wish it was me
It really hurt me
Percocet used to help the pain
But now it just ain't working
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause
They weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me
They from out the city everywhere you go
Young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten
So I walk 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried
A nigga's changed up
Uh, uh, nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees
I be like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I might catch that bitch and up that bitch
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you with your daughter, bitch
While you out shoppin' 223, we bop him
I make Hotty drop somethin'
I know he gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head
But I know I can't stop nothin' (Smurk)
I cut niggas off who I had real love for
(Real love for)
My lil' brother takin' all of them Percs
Feel like a custo' (A custo')
Learned from my mistakes
Like why the state do that to JusBlow?
(JusBlow)
Mad 'cause he ain't slide, he really is
But he ain't catch though
(He ain't catch though) cut 'em off
Tryna balance this music with
This street shit, feel like tug of war
And this shit be crazy
The ones you doubt be the
Ones who love you more (Uh)
Street nigga, i love to be around niggas
Who just love to war
If I get that vibe you don't fuck with mine
Then I ain't gon' fuck with yours
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause
They weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me
They from out the city everywhere you go
Young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten
So I walk 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried
A nigga's changed up
Uh, uh, nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees
I be like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I might catch that bitch and up that bitch
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you with your daughter, bitch
While you out shoppin' 223, we bop him
I make Hotty drop somethin'
I know he gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head
But I know I can't stop nothin'