Текст песни B12 - Lil Durk
McLaren
Speedtail
Six
carats
in
my
ear
for
detail
I
be
gettin'
all
my
watches
retail
Caught
a
murder,
he
tryna
call
Meek
Mill
Sold
him
lean,
but
Doodie
got
his
refill
I
know
real
killers
act
like
females
All
the
trenches
bitches
give
me
tea
still
How
you
kill
him?
Bro,
I
need
the
details
Adderall,
feel
like
it's
mixed
with
B12
You
kept
tellin'
all
my
secrets,
be
real
Headshot,
stop
runnin',
be
still
I
could
shake
a
whole
block
with
these
pills
This
a
striker,
I
don't
know
why
you
need
L's
Pull
up
to
a
whole
mosque
and
pray
still
Follow
bro
car
'cause
he
got
the
switch
I
don't
be
poppin'
'cause
you
died
and
you
diss
Crush
a
Perc'
inside
a
Sierra
Mist
Bitch
was
poppin',
had
to
give
her
a
kiss
I
ain't
puttin'
my
name
on
hits
Why
you
braggin'?
Niggas
ain't
kill
shit
Hopped
out
on
feet
like
he
ran
out
of
gas
I
call
him
Yeat
'cause
he
stay
with
his
mask
How
you
got
it,
but
you
stay
with
your
mans?
Legs
tatted,
had
to
go
get
some
Vans
Fifteen
million
cash,
that's
my
advance
Fuck
a
opp
bitch
to
get
in
her
head
Think
I
love
her,
I'm
tryna
plot
on
her
man
Think
I
love
her,
I'm
tryna
kill
his
ass
You
a
killer?
Jam,
check
his
referral
Flawless
diamonds,
you
rock
it
better
with
curls
On
a
date,
I
gotta
take
her
to
Harold's
These
Chanel,
these
ain't
regular
pearls
I'm
so
high
off
this
X
pill
(X
pill)
I
don't
give
no
fuck
how
my
ex
feel
(ex
feel)
Your
new
nigga
ain't
put
you
on
no
jet
still
(jet
still)
Why
send
shots
like
he
a
threat?
Yeah
Still
use
cash
with
the
card
on
file
Check
what
you
drinkin',
they
water
it
down
Said
what
you
said,
you
a
part
of
it
now
Chance
after
chance,
I
done
gave
you
a
pound
Feds
on
your
ass,
gotta
bury
it
now
I
popped
a
Addy,
I
barely
pronounce
Eyeball
the
weed
and
it's
barely
a
ounce
Watch
how
you
speak,
you
could
bury
your
spouse
Bro,
I
got
M's
and
I
slept
on
the
couch
Ain't
got
a
bond,
it
got
inherit
amount
My
budget
two
million,
the
killers
is
out
I
get
my
teeth
from
the
Mouth
of
the
South
Got
the
location,
you
not
in
your
house
How
do
it
feel
to
have
Glocks
in
your
mouth?
I
know
you
broke
'cause
they
froze
your
account
Feel
like
a
goofy
promotin'
the
clown
I
told
my
lawyer
I'm
sober
now
Run
up
a
check
'cause
I'm
older
now
Got
who
we
want,
so
it's
over
now
How
you
slide,
but
ain't
nobody
vouch?
Counterfeit
money,
ain't
nobody
count
How
you
think
I
got
two
hundred
pounds?
Fifties,
fifties,
fifties,
two
hundred
rounds
Out
of
jail
early,
you
know
that
he
foul
Nike
ski
mask
to
cover
the
brows
No
Auto,
pain,
I
got
a
couple
of
styles
I
done
paid
for
a
couple
of
trials
I
done
slaid
me
a
couple
of
dials
Call
her
now
'cause
I
ain't
fuck
in
a
while
I
got
love
for
bro,
he
holdin'
me
down
Frrt,
hold
a
couple
of
rounds
Frrt,
standin'
over
him
now,
yeah
I'm
so
high
off
this
X
pill
(X
pill)
I
don't
give
no
fuck
how
my
ex
feel
(ex
feel)
Your
new
nigga
ain't
put
you
on
no
jet
still
(jet
still)
Why
send
shots
like
he
a
threat?
Yeah
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2 Pelle Coat
3 All My Life (feat. J. Cole)
4 Never Again
5 Put Em On Ice
6 Big Dawg (feat. Chief Wuk)
7 Never Imagined (feat. Future)
8 Sad Songs
9 Before Fajr
10 War Bout It (feat. 21 Savage)
11 You Got Em
12 Grandson (feat. Kodak Black)
13 300 Urus
14 Same Side (feat. Rob49)
15 B12
16 At This Point We Stuck
17 Cross The Globe (feat. Juice WRLD)
18 Dru Hill
19 Belt2Ass
20 Stand By Me (feat. Morgan Wallen)
21 Moment of Truth
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