Viral lyrics

[Intro]
(D-D-D-DJ FMCT)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
I'm just glad I'm still alive 'cause you don't make it out that much
I went to high school in the hundreds, I had to risk it on the bus
Tried to take a case as a juvenile, they ain't charge me as a adult
Havin' raw sex with a hood b*tch, she be dischargin' for sure
You start to Google sh*t and search the pics and hopin' nothin' wrong
I had to get check stubs made, I ain't have a job to get a loan
My lil' daughter doin' them hip pics, she be actin' like she grown
He ain't fake, tryna get that time back, he ain't worried 'bout no phone

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
I ain't worried 'bout nobody, that money come, oh-oh
I'ma tell him, "No," if it ain't five hundred a show
All the killers, they listen to me, they come to all of my shows
All of the b*tches wanna f*ck Smurk, they come to all of my shows
Yeah, you can't be pullin' over, I got fentanyl in the car
He got all his bread on him, he in the trenches with the 'za
He got robbers layin' on him 'cause he ain't connected with the mob
If you put your hands on me, you'll be dancin' with the stars

[Verse 2: Rob49]
I feel I'm too deep in this, I'm tryna start a business
They sent pounds to my sister crib
My baby sister think she too grown, she sneakin' n*ggas in
And, Kay, I still got love for you
But that ain't my baby sister, so please don't never say it again
All my sh*t, I'm tryna cross my Ts and dot my Is
Shoppin' when I land 'cause I couldn't buy no clothes, but look at now
I was fourteen lookin' up to killers, RondoNumbaNine
Wanted to be just like my daddy, trappin' hard and sellin' rocks, yeah
Why you say you solid? I know you was lyin'
I kept it a hundred from the start, I wasn't tryin'
He fightin' a fed case, but I'm rich, so he a flight risk
I miss my big brother, but he died, I feel like cryin'
Touch me, you viral, neck look like aqua
Yeah, I'm a real street n*gga, I'll die 'bout my partners
Touch me, you viral, neck look like aqua
Yeah, I'm a real street n*gga, I'll die 'bout my partners
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
I ain't worried 'bout nobody, that money come, oh-oh
I'ma tell him, "No," if it ain't five hundred a show
All the killers, they listen to me, they come to all of my shows
All of the b*tches wanna f*ck Smurk, they come to all of my shows
Yeah, you can't be pullin' over, I got fentanyl in the car
He got all his bread on him, he in the trenches with the 'za
He got robbers layin' on him 'cause he ain't connected with the mob
If you put your hands on me, you'll be dancin' with the stars

[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
My old house used to flood, now my new house, it got two kitchens in it
Send a b*tch to get her ass done, she be walkin' 'round this b*tch different
I done seen a n*gga nose runnin', he was sniffin' coke from a b*tch titty
Granny sent me on a store run, had a new Glock with a new fifty
Rappers gettin' they chains took and they'll buy it back for two-fifty
Told a b*tch she can kiss me all on my neck, but, baby, I don't do hickeys
How you call him your brother, but you walk 'round tellin' all dude business?
I told her I'm a rockstar, I ain't got no feelings
I'm not dishonest, snitch took McDonalds
Addy water in my bottle, Gucci my goggles, Pucci or argue
Headshots, go viral, headshots, go viral, headshots, go viral

[Outro: Rob49 & Lil Durk]
Yeah, I ain't worried 'bout nobody, that money comin' in, oh
I ain't walkin' in no club if I can't bring my pole
All the killers, they listen to me, they come to all of my shows
All of the b*tches wanna f*ck Smurk, they come to all of my shows