[Intro: YB Nemy]
Ayy, turn me up, Nemy
Yeah, yeah
DJ Moonshot on the banger
Y’all know what the fuck goin’ on
This that block anthem, bitch

[Verse 1: YB Nemy]
Last time I seen bro face, shit was cold, he had blood on his denim
Last words he said was “Nemy, don't trust them hoes, they set shit up, don't let 'em”
Feds came, kicked through the door, and my auntie cried while the young n***a fed up
I don’t do talks, I walk with a stick, broad day, face shot, let his head bust
Heard them n***as slid on Loop Street, so I doubled back on Foster
Whole hood silent, but I heard whispers, so I put a rat in a coffin
N***as talk gangsta in comments, but in real life, n***as be harmless
That switch made his ass do flips, now he on shirts like he some artist
We ain't do no peace, no handshakes, lil' bitch, we mobbin'
Bitch tried to line me through the Snap, so I hit the block and robbed her
Fuck her feelings, I want revenge, I’m cutthroat like my father
Told bro “Don’t trip off homies that flipped,” 'cause loyalty cheap, it’s a dollar
I pop X pills, I don’t feel shit—these Percs got me heartless
Lost my soul when Tino died, now I talk to my Glock when I’m cautious
Don’t say bro name when you post that song, he ain’t one of us, n***a, stop it
That murder on Lake was a message, you saw that blood, then you vomit
Shit get deep in this jungle, boy, real killers ain’t got no conscience
She ask why I’m cold? 'Cause death been knockin’ like it's sponsored
[Chorus: YB Nemy & Lil Durk]
Oh my God, what happened on Foster?
They left his face in pasta
Oh my God, what happened on Foster?
We don’t know shit, ask your partner
Oh my God, what happened on Foster?
They shot him twice, then parked up
Oh my God, what happened on Foster?
That lil’ boy was not a monster

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
N***as love actin’ like they drillers, but they post quotes and gossip
Got a text from cuz like, “Shorty got popped,” I replied, “Good, he was talkin’”
These hoes ain’t loyal, they snake they mans for a Birkin and some content
Seen a body drop on 12th and Lynn, now his auntie scream, unconscious
I ain’t never fuck with no snitch, I’d die first, that’s nonsense
Heard he took a stand, then moved out West, now that boy just haunted
I took losses that left me numb, fuck fame, I want war funds
My youngins spin with dirty drums, they shoot shit for more fun
Backseat ridin’ with demons, them poles poke out of that stroller
You dissin’ who? My twin got aim, he aimin' straight at your molars
We don’t do back-and-forths, this ain’t tennis, I’ll send a blitz like soldiers
Y’all internet thugs too bold, 'til your mama post your photo
Got two straps on my pelvis, one for rats, one for cobras
That opp ho tried to line me, bitch ain’t slick, we exposed her
If I ever go broke, I’ll rob a rapper with his chauffeur
Free all my n***as that stuck in the system, they slid for us like motors
[Chorus: YB Nemy & Lil Durk]
Oh my God, what happened on Foster?
They left his face in pasta
Oh my God, what happened on Foster?
We don’t know shit, ask your partner
Oh my God, what happened on Foster?
They shot him twice, then parked up
Oh my God, what happened on Foster?
That lil’ boy was not a monster

[Outro: YB Nemy]
This shit deeper than rap, bitch
We don’t play, we get active
Long live who? Nah, fuck that
He got caught lackin' in traffic
YB Nemy and Durkio
July 18th, we stampin' that madness