Dat n*gga lyrics

[Produced by D. Brooks Exclusive]

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Let's get it
n*ggas know we squad
Aye n*ggas know what up with us
Gang, Gang
Squad sh*t

[Bridge: Lil Durk]
War time we ain't going for dat n*gga
f*ck his guys, we going for dat n*gga
And store to store, these n*ggas pus*y
Them n*ggas know I'm dat n*gga
Dem boys betta go and ask Chris
My n*ggas be at n*ggas neck, n*gga
Here in my city n*ggas gon' be with us
So n*ggas betta check with us

[Hook: Lil Durk]
I got my city on lock cause I'm dat n*gga
On Twitter you mention my name then we at n*ggas
These n*ggas be screamin' out war cause we don't f*ck with 'em
I know these n*ggas mad cause I'm dat n*gga

[Verse 1: G Count]
Any n*gga that try me, hit 'em with a Mac 90
Show up blowin' at your funeral, yeah my n*ggas that grimey
Straight up knew I was a rida'
All I need is a shoota' and a driver
It don't matter if you riding passenger
We just start shooting that side up
My lil' n*ggas, yeah here they come
They off the sh*ts and they carry guns
They say it's fun, they don't give a f*ck
They stick you up no matter where you from, my n*ggas dogs
They nailing motherf*ckers to the cross and they young
They done lost count how many bodies they done caught
Last year was so many of em
Many of 'em got hundred round drums, f*ck them little 30 shot clips
I ain't playin n*gga, all I'm sayin'
If you shoot at me you better not miss
Yeah the New Regime, we straight savage
[?] letting n*ggas straight have it
Killer season
We the reason that they had to go and make a safe passage
[Bridge + Hook]

[Verse 2: Lil Herb]
I got money, guns, goons, b*tches, respect, n*gga
For this rap beef I have my shooters get at n*ggas
Killers walk upon you like a b*tch in a dress, n*gga
Shorties ditching school, they just itchin' to stretch n*ggas
Ride through trippin' better know where you at, n*gga
Or be the next n*gga gettin' done like the last n*gga
Hand guns on us but the Mac's in the stash, n*gga
Catch you out in traffic and you know that's you ass, n*gga
And I don't really give a f*ck about the city
But there ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for my block
When the people come n*ggas start switchin' up quick
If they snatch me I don't know who done got shot
Don't hit me with a at n*gga tell me where you at
I'm in the streets, n*gga I ain't with the internet war
Ain't a n*gga lookin' for me cause they know where I'm at
Off a flat, run up on me that's a suicide boy
All these n*ggas snaking don't know who they ride for
n*ggas b*tches, he a witness, hollows in his fitted
It was 3 killers, 2 snitchin and 1 gon' do the sentence
Smokin on Swishers f*ck b*tches, still gon' do the dishes
No twitter ho, n*gga, you gon' do the mentions
Catch me 4 nickel, Rugers with extensions
Pull up smoke n*ggas, we don't do pretendin'
Now he just a picture swimmin' with the fishes
[Bridge + Hook]