Lil Baby, Lil Durk, Meek Mill - Sharing Locations lyrics

Dominique Armani Jones [4PF] Atlanta. USA.

[Lil Baby, Lil Durk, Meek Mill - Sharing Locations lyrics]

(KJ, what you got goin' on man?)
(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap)

I got a little bitch from
The hood, I call her
"Gang" she don't play with that bae shit
I be fuckin' this NBA
Nigga bitch 'cause she
Know I ain't ever gon' say shit
New contract big like I play ball, lil' boy
I ain't nothin' to play with
I told her, "Pull up" she
Told me she can't
Her nigga be sharin' location
Yeah, I was ridin' in the
Ghost with the ghost gun
Seen you out with your kids so you owe one
And my man in the can while you takin' out
The trash, he gon' pop with the MAC like
"Don't run" (Don't run)
Gave her a pill, they all get high
You ever had a foursome?
It's too much cash for me to hide
I had to give lil' bro some
I fuck her raw from time to time
I don't show no emotion
But when he died, he had them racks
He had to make a GoFund
I hang with the hitters who train the killers
Who send all the niggas on store run
I got me a check and I brought me a 'Cat
And I went on the block and did donuts

I hang with all the murderers
I'm payin' all the lawyers
For the murderers
I'm puttin' all my last on the murderers
You don't wanna see me with the murderers
Murderers

Yeah, Rolls Royce, swervin'
Famous bitch curvin'
Seen you out in traffic
You was lookin' nervous
Ran it up on accident
They thought it was on purpose
I know for a fact, I'm blastin', man
I never get too worried
Hunnid racks in hunnids, stick like cursive
I been sellin' verses
One time I lied inside my song
I ain't gonna buy her no Birkin
Homicide on my mind when I slide
I ain't tryna see no hearses
He ain't even die by the
Gun, took a fake pill, nigga died off Percs
Shorty look perfect (Perfect)
Pussy was worth it, go get her some purses
My diamonds be hittin' like we in a Versuz
We stickin' together, this shit in a cursive
I'm fuckin' with Durkio
I just left the jeweler with Baby
Bought two anniversaries
Go to Atlanta, they Copper and Cove me
(Brother) bad lil' bitches all over me
Way too ranked up, ain't no exposin' me
(No way)
She wanna go to the mall (Let's get it)
Got up and went to the pop-up in
Louis in SoHo and ordered it all
I'm in this bitch with The
Voice and The Hero these niggas is weirdos
Ain't goin' this hard (No way)
I'm from the P, that's gang
All these niggas know me, I hang with

I hang with all the murderers
I'm payin' all the lawyers
For the murderers
I'm puttin' all my last on the murderers
You don't wanna see me with the murderers
Murderers

Murderers i hang with all the murderers
Murderers

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