LYRICS : [Verse 1: Lil Durk & Pooh Shiesty] Throw that mask on, when you jump out first you better blast (Yeah) We don't like slow shi, on hits, them switchers (Brrt) fast (Gang) Ain't gon lie, the city haul with strikers, they don't last (Turn up) When you poppin' with your kil lers, you better check your guys (Man, what) We don't party on other blocks, they fuc*k with other opps (Let's get it) Then come 'round like you gang, that got your brother shot (Brrah) You say his namе inside a song, that got your brother hot (Let's gеt it) Then leave him hangin' without a lawyer, that shit dumb as fu*k (Pu You come outside without your gun, lil' boy, you dumb as fuc* Ain't no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (Brrah) I told my PO through the gate that I get high as fuc* (I get high as fuc* She ask me how high do I get, I told her high as Duck (Tooka) My brother told me get some property, I kept gettin' Glockies (Gettin' Glocks) I told him I only drink wocky, he say I'm gettin cocky (Let's get it) All them bitc*hes wanna fu*k me, I don't give them money One bit*h thought I told her, "Yeah," I said, "You better block me" He survived one to the head, but it fuc*ed up his body You think he off a eight or red the way that nig*a noddin'? He don't even know 'bout drugs, he sell lean, OxyContin You tryna judge him off his looks, that lil' boy Ashley Robin Man, he talkin' 'bout gang in this bitc* (Why he callin', talkin' 'bout gang?) He ain't get back from that one shi , man his gang ain't on shi 'Fonem posted up outside, Dracos hanging and shi Before he died, his as s a goofy, now he famous and shit (Brrr, brrr, brrr) Primis Player Placeholder [Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty] I'm King Draco, got my name off drilling, check the record, bit h (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) If pus y dropped this song about me, he get found without his di Send off a bag 'bout my lil' cousin, they fakin', they'll call the quits They made me mad enough, I spin through there myself, say the wrong shi Might still sip when I get low, but I prefer Wock over trip Fuc ed up and let me in the door, I went fully on auto sticks I'm Mr. Slime 'Em Out, I caught his backdoor, unlocked on the lick Or Mr. Leave No Evidence, know my criminal book hella thick (On God) You nig as goose, ain't got no gun You went away, your a s is dum b I'm on my sixth Moncler this winter, I couldn't wait to get some money My lil' nig a up four souls, he caught two dressed up like a junkie They thought I was just rappin' Lately, murde r gang, that shi ain't funny You know the murde r gang, they come through, that shi ain't funny I'm locked in with hunters, from the God, got kil l ers 'round the country I might don't need to slime 'em out, just be yourself and stay 300 We get money Monday through Saturday, pray to Trey Day every Sunday My clique tied up in the field, won't never hear me go out runnin' Post up a pic like I'm in LA, but the whole time I'm with gun We ain't tryna keep hearin' 'bout that shi you did, go get active again It's either eat or get ate on my side, I'ma fuc the drops and go and spin Three and O, we skunkin' shi , get one more kil , conceal the win Beef with us, won't never land 'till y'all get hit up with them pen Can't come around unless you get a body, chopper, F&N We caught one of them puss es drunk, he died before he dropped the hint Got 'bout ten whips in my garage and still don't know what to get in Take all the embers out the cat, tint out the window 'fore I spin (Shh, brrr, tint out the window 'fore I spin, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
D-D-DJ FMCT Ayy, they told me I can't be around no gang members Y'all got me fucked up, nigga I go everywhere with my killers, man DJ Bandz, oh, man Yeah, let's get it Throw that mask on, when you jump out first you better blast V. don't like slow shit, on hits, them switches (frrt) fast (gang) Ain't gon lie, the city haul with strikers, they don't last (turn up) When you poppin' with your killers, you better check your gas We don't party on other blocks, they fuck with other opps (let's get it) Then come 'round like you gang, that got your brother shot (brrah) You say his name inside song, that got your brother hot (let's get it) Then leave him hangin' without a lawyer, that shit dumb as fuck You come outside without your gun, lil' boy, you dumb as fuck (dumb as fuck) Ain't no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (brrah) I told my PO through the gate that I get high as fuck (I get high as fuck) She ask me how high do I get, I told her high as Duck (Tooka) My brother told me get some property, I kept gettin' Glockies (gettin' Glocks) I told him I only drink wocky, he say I'm gettin' cocky (let's get it) All them bitches wanna fuck me, I don't give them money One bitch thought I told her "Yeah", I said "You better block me" He survived one to the head, but it fucked up his body You think he off a eight or red the way that nigga noddin' He don't even know 'bout drugs, he sell lean, Oxycontin You tryna judge him off his looks, that lil' boy actually robbin' Man, he talkin' 'bout gang in this bitch (why he callin', talkin' 'bout gang?) He ain't get back from that one shit, man his gang ain't on shit Fonem posted up outside, Dracos hanging and shit Before he died, his ass a goofy, now he famous and shit (blrrd, blrrd, blrrd) I'm King Draco, got my name off drilling, check the record, bitch The pussy dropped this song about me, he get found without his dick Send off a bag my lil' cousin, they fakin', they'll call the quits They made me mad enough I spin through there myself, say the wrong shit Might still sip when I get low, but I prefer Wock over Tris Fucked up and let me in the door, I went fully on auto sticks I'm Mr. Slime 'Em Out, I caught his backdoor, unlocked on the lick Or Mr. Leave No Evidence, know my criminal book hella thick (on God) You niggas goose, I ain't got no gun You went away, your ass is dummy I'm on my sixth Moncler this winter, I couldn't wait to get some money My lil' nigga up four souls, he caught two dressed up like a junkie They thought I was just rappin' Lately, murder gang, that shit ain't funny (blrrd, blrrd) You know the murder gang, they come through, that shit ain't funny I'm locked in with hunters, from the God, got killers 'round the country I might don't need to slime 'em out, just be yourself and stay 300 We get money Monday through Saturday, pray to Trey Day every Sunday My clique tied up in the field, won't never hear me go out runnin' Post up a pic like I'm in LA, but the whole time I'm with gun (blrrd, blrrd) We ain't tryna keep hearin' 'bout that shit you did, go get active again It's either eat or get ate on my side, I'ma fuck the drops and go and spin Three and O, we skunkin' shit, get one more kill, could seal the win Beef with us, won't never land 'til y'all get hit up with them pens Can't come around unless you get a body, chopper, F&N We caught one of them pussy, drunk, he died before dropped the hint Got 'bout ten whips in my garage and still don't know what to get in Take off the emblems out the 'Cat, tint out the window 'fore I spin Blrrd, tint out the window 'fore I spin Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd
Throw that mask on, when you jump out first you better blast (yeah) We don't like slow shit on hits, them switches, fast (frrt, gang) Ain't gon lie, the city hot with strikers, they don't last (turn up) When you poppin' with your killers, you better check your gas (man, what?) We don't party on other blocks, they fuck with other opps (let's get it) Then come 'round like you gang, that got your brother shot (brrah) You say his name inside a song, that got your brother hot (let's get it) Then leave him hangin' without a lawyer, that shit dumb as fuck (pussy) You come outside without your gun, lil' boy, you dumb as fuck (dumb as fuck) Ain't no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (brrah) I told my PO through the gate that I get high as fuck (I get high as fuck) She ask me how high do I get, I told her high as Duck (Tooka)
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Ouuuuuuieeee what did you use to make the strings wobble like that?
Bro can I use this beat
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yall was quick with this one
On god they was 🤣
Sound like a boss battle
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From Zelda or some shit
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Final Bosses in the rap game: Durk and Von
best beat in history, had to come back
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Man this is DARK.
This go hard frl
my favorite beat, GOAT
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LYRICS :
[Verse 1: Lil Durk & Pooh Shiesty]
Throw that mask on, when you jump out first you better blast (Yeah)
We don't like slow shi, on hits, them switchers (Brrt) fast (Gang)
Ain't gon lie, the city haul with strikers, they don't last (Turn up)
When you poppin' with your kil lers, you better check your guys (Man, what)
We don't party on other blocks, they fuc*k with other opps (Let's get it)
Then come 'round like you gang, that got your brother shot (Brrah)
You say his namе inside a song, that got your brother hot (Let's gеt it)
Then leave him hangin' without a lawyer, that shit dumb as fu*k (Pu
You come outside without your gun, lil' boy, you dumb as fuc*
Ain't no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (Brrah)
I told my PO through the gate that I get high as fuc* (I get high as fuc*
She ask me how high do I get, I told her high as Duck (Tooka)
My brother told me get some property, I kept gettin' Glockies (Gettin' Glocks)
I told him I only drink wocky, he say I'm gettin cocky (Let's get it)
All them bitc*hes wanna fu*k me, I don't give them money
One bit*h thought I told her, "Yeah," I said, "You better block me"
He survived one to the head, but it fuc*ed up his body
You think he off a eight or red the way that nig*a noddin'?
He don't even know 'bout drugs, he sell lean, OxyContin
You tryna judge him off his looks, that lil' boy Ashley Robin
Man, he talkin' 'bout gang in this bitc* (Why he callin', talkin' 'bout gang?)
He ain't get back from that one shi , man his gang ain't on shi
'Fonem posted up outside, Dracos hanging and shi
Before he died, his as s a goofy, now he famous and shit (Brrr, brrr, brrr)
Primis Player Placeholder
[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]
I'm King Draco, got my name off drilling, check the record, bit h (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
If pus y dropped this song about me, he get found without his di
Send off a bag 'bout my lil' cousin, they fakin', they'll call the quits
They made me mad enough, I spin through there myself, say the wrong shi
Might still sip when I get low, but I prefer Wock over trip
Fuc ed up and let me in the door, I went fully on auto sticks
I'm Mr. Slime 'Em Out, I caught his backdoor, unlocked on the lick
Or Mr. Leave No Evidence, know my criminal book hella thick (On God)
You nig as goose, ain't got no gun
You went away, your a s is dum b
I'm on my sixth Moncler this winter, I couldn't wait to get some money
My lil' nig a up four souls, he caught two dressed up like a junkie
They thought I was just rappin'
Lately, murde r gang, that shi ain't funny
You know the murde r gang, they come through, that shi ain't funny
I'm locked in with hunters, from the God, got kil l ers 'round the country
I might don't need to slime 'em out, just be yourself and stay 300
We get money Monday through Saturday, pray to Trey Day every Sunday
My clique tied up in the field, won't never hear me go out runnin'
Post up a pic like I'm in LA, but the whole time I'm with gun
We ain't tryna keep hearin' 'bout that shi you did, go get active again
It's either eat or get ate on my side, I'ma fuc the drops and go and spin
Three and O, we skunkin' shi , get one more kil , conceal the win
Beef with us, won't never land 'till y'all get hit up with them pen
Can't come around unless you get a body, chopper, F&N
We caught one of them puss es drunk, he died before he dropped the hint
Got 'bout ten whips in my garage and still don't know what to get in
Take all the embers out the cat, tint out the window 'fore I spin (Shh, brrr, tint out the window 'fore I spin, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Gud Stuff my boy
Very accurate 🔥🔥
Thanks Fam !
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you killed it dawg
Thanks fam
this shit really sound like it was for von
Von would’ve ate this
On god
Can't believe I'm just finding this 🔥
Aye Winiss ! Let's get it! 🔥🔥🔥
Hell yeah
Mad Quick.... Others aren't even out yet, but I def Love it ‼️💥💨🔥🗣️💯🤎🖤💪🏿
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Too hard 🔥
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I'm already on it I put 5 verses on this one...i love this sh👍t
What are the counter melody notes?
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Best beat top 5
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LONG LIVE DUCK
Nice!!!
that is gas
yessir
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Can you make Obn Jay - Drugs I’m on
i got u
@@WinissBeats 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 you got my support
We got you fam
@@cjjccj9 💪🏾 🙏🏾 Gratitude
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when u poppin with ya killas u better check your gas (MAN WHAT)
We get money Monday through Sunday .
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yes daddy
In good lit
This beat so cold von would of killed ts and I’m finna remix this ofn
Like o
Nice
Make it a hour
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You ask your folks some permission
Now you just better hide ...
Speaking on my name
D-D-DJ FMCT
Ayy, they told me I can't be around no gang members
Y'all got me fucked up, nigga
I go everywhere with my killers, man
DJ Bandz, oh, man
Yeah, let's get it
Throw that mask on, when you jump out first you better blast
V. don't like slow shit, on hits, them switches (frrt) fast (gang)
Ain't gon lie, the city haul with strikers, they don't last (turn up)
When you poppin' with your killers, you better check your gas
We don't party on other blocks, they fuck with other opps (let's get it)
Then come 'round like you gang, that got your brother shot (brrah)
You say his name inside song, that got your brother hot (let's get it)
Then leave him hangin' without a lawyer, that shit dumb as fuck
You come outside without your gun, lil' boy, you dumb as fuck (dumb as fuck)
Ain't no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (brrah)
I told my PO through the gate that I get high as fuck (I get high as fuck)
She ask me how high do I get, I told her high as Duck (Tooka)
My brother told me get some property, I kept gettin' Glockies (gettin' Glocks)
I told him I only drink wocky, he say I'm gettin' cocky (let's get it)
All them bitches wanna fuck me, I don't give them money
One bitch thought I told her "Yeah", I said "You better block me"
He survived one to the head, but it fucked up his body
You think he off a eight or red the way that nigga noddin'
He don't even know 'bout drugs, he sell lean, Oxycontin
You tryna judge him off his looks, that lil' boy actually robbin'
Man, he talkin' 'bout gang in this bitch (why he callin', talkin' 'bout gang?)
He ain't get back from that one shit, man his gang ain't on shit
Fonem posted up outside, Dracos hanging and shit
Before he died, his ass a goofy, now he famous and shit (blrrd, blrrd, blrrd)
I'm King Draco, got my name off drilling, check the record, bitch
The pussy dropped this song about me, he get found without his dick
Send off a bag my lil' cousin, they fakin', they'll call the quits
They made me mad enough
I spin through there myself, say the wrong shit
Might still sip when I get low, but I prefer Wock over Tris
Fucked up and let me in the door, I went fully on auto sticks
I'm Mr. Slime 'Em Out, I caught his backdoor, unlocked on the lick
Or Mr. Leave No Evidence, know my criminal book hella thick (on God)
You niggas goose, I ain't got no gun
You went away, your ass is dummy
I'm on my sixth Moncler this winter, I couldn't wait to get some money
My lil' nigga up four souls, he caught two dressed up like a junkie
They thought I was just rappin'
Lately, murder gang, that shit ain't funny (blrrd, blrrd)
You know the murder gang, they come through, that shit ain't funny
I'm locked in with hunters, from the God, got killers 'round the country
I might don't need to slime 'em out, just be yourself and stay 300
We get money Monday through Saturday, pray to Trey Day every Sunday
My clique tied up in the field, won't never hear me go out runnin'
Post up a pic like I'm in LA, but the whole time I'm with gun (blrrd, blrrd)
We ain't tryna keep hearin' 'bout that shit you did, go get active again
It's either eat or get ate on my side, I'ma fuck the drops and go and spin
Three and O, we skunkin' shit, get one more kill, could seal the win
Beef with us, won't never land 'til y'all get hit up with them pens
Can't come around unless you get a body, chopper, F&N
We caught one of them pussy, drunk, he died before dropped the hint
Got 'bout ten whips in my garage and still don't know what to get in
Take off the emblems out the 'Cat, tint out the window 'fore I spin
Blrrd, tint out the window 'fore I spin
Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd
i wonder what Von would've done wit this, ik no doubt he will cook.
You wanna collab?
contact me
@@WinissBeats what’s your ig brother
Dark souls sample ? 🤔
no loops no samples
Who tryna rap to dis
Sounds like a Wooski funeral song
wooski not dead 🤡
I’m finna gone head go crazy onna beat on foenem follow me in ig:3rdblocklacarie
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Throw that mask on, when you jump out first you better blast (yeah)
We don't like slow shit on hits, them switches, fast (frrt, gang)
Ain't gon lie, the city hot with strikers, they don't last (turn up)
When you poppin' with your killers, you better check your gas (man, what?)
We don't party on other blocks, they fuck with other opps (let's get it)
Then come 'round like you gang, that got your brother shot (brrah)
You say his name inside a song, that got your brother hot (let's get it)
Then leave him hangin' without a lawyer, that shit dumb as fuck (pussy)
You come outside without your gun, lil' boy, you dumb as fuck (dumb as fuck)
Ain't no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (brrah)
I told my PO through the gate that I get high as fuck (I get high as fuck)
She ask me how high do I get, I told her high as Duck (Tooka)
Who here from bralen videos
Is dat dril
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