Lud Foe, Lil Durk - Behind Us lyrics

[Lud Foe, Lil Durk - Behind Us lyrics]

Squad! Cop out
These niggas stay talkin' like they
In this shit man ay, ay
Ya dig? In the streets, in the skreets yeah
Gang! Gang
Lud Foe what up!
Just me give a reason to get to squeezin'
Shawty got that wet wet
That pussy be squeakin'
She said she in love with me
But I don't trust her
In the stu I be spittin' rhymes, Busta
This nigga say he want beef, was like hol' up
And he say in the streets but
He really in the skreets
If you lookin' for the gang
You know where to find us
It's a whole bunch of money
And guns behind us

If he want a feature gotta pay
A small fortune to me
I'm shootin 3 bitch I'm ballin'
I got Jordan in me
Like a Alcoholic bitch I keep a 40 with me
And dissin' me 'cause he broke
He a shawty to me
4 bulldogs bread like O-Dog
Slippin' only make that nigga sorry
That he dozed off i get a redbone and make
Her take her clothes off
Police pull me over just to
See why my doors off
And you get Animosity when
Niggas murderin' shit
Bitches say they love me but I
Ain't with the personal shit
I pull up on yo' block shoot a nigga
Fuck who I hit and I'ma trapstar so I gotta
Brick on my wrist my niggas in the pen they
Doin' time for this shit
When my uncle died I swear I almost
Lost my mind to this shit
Like I'm on a plane state-to-state
Grindin' and shit i add to the safe now
I'm multiplyin' this shit
Just me give a reason to get to squeezin'
Shawty got that wet wet out
That pussy be squeakin'
She said she in love with me
But I don't trust her
In the stu I be spittin' rhymes, Busta
This nigga say he want beef, was like hol' up
And he say in the streets but
He really in the skreets
If you lookin' for the gang
You know where to find us
It's a whole bunch of money
And guns behind us

Andale mama and I'll eat ya
Trappin' out the building servin'
Junkies in the Nissan
Big homie a bitch on bailin' banks he a peon
Flyin' private jets on the
Gang I'ma kill y'all me young Durk
I got the city I'ma swag on 'em
I took yo' shit yo' ass a
Bitch and I'ma brag on it
I can fuck yo' bitch and I'ma switch
'cause I put 9 on it
I took the case I told them
Niggas but they lied on it (Gang gang gang)
I just told that bitch I don't eat groceries
Hit my jeweler I need diamonds in my rosary
L's a shell no more L's that's
How it's 'posed to be
I got killas from the cell
That was coachin' me
In the club yeah sellin' that couch for
Min yong need a plug yeah
'Cause he might vouch for me and
I keep my gun here 'Cause niggas out for me
Gotta watch these rappers
'cause these niggas want some clout from me
Just me give a reason to get to squeezin'
Shawty got that wet wet
That pussy be squeakin'
She said she in love with me
But I don't trust her
In the stu I be spittin' rhymes, Busta
This nigga say he want beef, was like hol' up
And he say in the streets but
He really in the skreets
If you lookin' for the gang
You know where to find us
It's a whole bunch of money
And guns behind us gang!

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