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lil durk - b.o.n (big ol nigga) lyrics

[intro]
it’s your boy lil durk man
king of chicago man
this is not a diss

[verse 1]
caught a new case and sh-t, made me look basic
police want names, cause i done made it
don’t f-ck with my n-ggas, they left a n-gga hanging
free zoo and free dd, hardbodies don’t say sh-t
don’t be from mubu, this rap sh-t is fufu
(we don’t rap beef, n-gga!)
catch me on normal, with twin he a loose screw
(my n-ggas go nuts!)
these n-ggas is snitching, we callin’ em blues clues
they telling the police, giving em loose clues
i f-ck with the migos, but i am not capo
sipping on purple, i’m feeling like harpo
(i’m sippin’ on act!)
these n-ggas want war, knock meat out his taco
for that beef with our team , we shooting like p-rno
shots out of chiraq, born central city
now i’m in la, eating shrimp with diddy
my daddy got booked with some books and a couple of millis
the next deal i sign is gonna be for a couple of millis
i don’t rock gucci, i just like louis v
that swipe sh-t is cool, but you will not woochie me
how you gone wife her, she just gon’ do the team
you stick to the smokes and the molly, i’mma do the lean
shout out to b.o.n., i’m talking ’bout bump and ‘nem
you diss on chiraq, you is not coming here
(better ask them n-ggas)
you so gdk, now you a thug again?
you so bdk, now you a thug again?
with these birds man i feel rich homie like thugger ‘nem
(like rich gang)
how you feel today, and thinking we plugging him
and i lost a couple n-ggas that i can’t hug again
but i seen a couple n-ggas i cannot mug again
shout out to def jam, no i.d. ‘nem
homicide on the scene, no i.d. him
(took off his face with this 40!)
sipping on lean, my iv kit
they look at ig, they wanna be him
i call up d thang, he dress a n-gga up
call up randy boy, po’ lean in my cup
i call up ikey mikey, he shooting sh-t up
they talkin’ bout durk, he picking sh-t up
f-ck all that eating sh-t, i’m with this beef sh-t
i use a lot of autotune, but i’m with this street sh-t
(ask all the opps!)
i bang like chop, but i’m on my keef sh-t
(i’m f-ckin’ with him right now!)
take a n-gga down, but we will not keep sh-t
shout out to 4-6, shout out to dog pound
shout out to 300, they will not make a sound
n-ggas be tweaking, i know they ‘gone hate us now
if kobe leave league, there ain’t no lakers now
take me out of chiraq, like jordan off the bulls
how you the king of chiraq you ain’t got no pull
and these n-ggas throwing l’s like these n-ggas loyal (these n-ggas ain’t loyal at all!)
these n-ggas say they got your back but they ain’t for you
b.o.n
i’m a big ol n-gga
b.o.n
i’m a big ol n-gga

[outro]
aye nuski gang man rip man
free rondonumbanine
aye this my city n-gga, gang
cause i’m a big ol n-gga
i weigh 150 solid ya hear me i’m still a big n-gga, n-gga
aye my feature price cost these n-ggas rent for a year man
i pay you n-ggas sh-t up
nuski got the strap december 15 n-gga, gang

- lil durk lyrics

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