In My DM lyrics

[Intro: BEO Lil Kenny]
Mm, mm
Yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: BEO Lil Kenny]
Yeah, lil' boy talkin' tough all in my DM, I can't wait to see him
Had them steppers walk your ass down, tell 'em put they feet on him
All that sh*t you text and no return, yeah, you gotta delete him
Know they said that chopper bullets burn, f*ck it, R.I.P. him
I'm talkin' gangster sh*t
f*ck around, give him the full clip
Send you a fifty, you can't get off nan shot, it ain't no dual sh*t
I don't believe that you really like that, I wanna see how you livin'
Walkin' through your hood seven AM, we ain't no Jehovah's Witness
I just got a call from the army, they wanna borrow some guns
I really do got the rocket launchеr, that's like one and done
Don't you еver think I'm soft, homie, I still be plottin'
I'm sorta like Dr. Miami, BEO Kenny, he be all about bodies
In the back of the Double R with a million cash, I'm playin' chess
A call from my P.O, said I'm so dope I failed my drug test
I did the money walk in some Bali's
I turned my new spot to a palace
They turned a murder charge to a mallet
I turned my outfit to an island
I gotta spend the money 'cause it's pilin'
I'm too efficient, n*ggas be failin'
Ran up a check, now a n*gga smilin'
I want a song with Cardi B and Nicki
I bet that Draco leave him sticky
I keep that torch on me like a hippie
I sold a curveball, it was tricky
I'm at the playhouse with some divas
I'm buyin' pints up like I'm Bieber
I can't go nowhere without the heater
They jugg a light ten for a feature
I spend five hundred for a tracker
I give 'em two G's just to smack him
I sent my first ten for the backup
Let n*ggas show out, I'ma act up
You on my rear view, need to catch up
You on my rear view, need to catch up
These n*ggas be cap, pick your hat up
I had a homerun, pick the bat up
If you ain't slangin' 9, pick a sack up
I swear the HKMG fro break through anything like a hacker
I got interrogated by detective, I don't want no McDonald's nor a cracker
You n*ggas big rats, Chuck E. Cheese
I threw two tabs back, that's a tease
I copped a Hellcat, Need for Speed
I put the baddest b*tches on they knees
We got them new triggers, you can barely touch 'em and they spittin' thirties with the ease
All this ice on, n*gga, freeze
You gon' take somethin'? n*gga, please
You better sit down somewhere before your pus*y ass get found somewhere
I keep them rounds in here
They got a tuxedo you're dyin' to wear
See, I ain't too social with n*ggas, I just like boastin' on n*ggas
I ain't makin' no po' 'bout no n*gga, can't talk to no ho 'bout n*gga
[Verse 2: Stupid Duke]
These n*ggas be playin' too much (Playin')
The last opp got hit with this duck
I ain't gon' speak on that truck lil' homie, you livin', you livin' off luck
A n*gga said f*ck the mob and the pen, I just got him stuck
He a certified b*tch, he can't move off his bunk
I got the juice, it's too crazy, I'm comin' like Donald Trump
Two things I ain't seen before, a UFO and a ho won't f*ck
I had a threesome with that b*tch, lil' shorty a real sl*t
And Rick can run, then he done, he get hit with that pump
We spinned the block, back-to-back, two got shot, one got slumped
Smokin' on an opp pack right now, I'm high as f*ck
We ridin' four deep with eight guns in this stolen truck
These n*ggas be talkin' to the laws, I ain't speakin' on nothin'
I'm takin' everything you give me, I ain't goin' for fronts
These n*ggas finger lickin' good, remind me of a duck
I told 'em don't move out here, a hundred in the trunk
He said take the dope and leave the money, I'm like, "What the f*ck?"
He said leave the 'Wood and take the 'Wood, he crazy as f*ck
He said leave the 'Wood and take the 'Wood, he crazy as f*ck