[Intro: YB Nemy]
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
Ayy, turn me the fuck up, Durk
Yeah
YB Nemy in this bitch
On gang

[Verse 1: YB Nemy]
I came from the gutter, no lights, just hunger
Pistol in my hoodie, I ain't scared of no thunder
N***as be cappin', I pull up, they runnin'
He talk tough online, now his face on a bumper
Crackheads outside, sellin' food stamps
My auntie got high and robbed my uncle for a bootcamp
Seen a n***a die, then they laughed like it’s funny
N***as broke as fuck but talk big money
I was pushin' packs in my school shoes
Glock in the locker, I ain’t playin' with no rules
Mama cried hard, said, “You better not lose”
But I lost my soul tryna make thеse moves
Hit my first lick with a mask and a stick
Had to double back 'causе the first plug snitched
Heard a opp mama cryin’, I ain't feel shit
That's what you get when your son on that drill shit

[Chorus: YB Nemy & Lil Durk]
Money on skulls, fuck the law, we sin
I been bangin' since now, never thought I'd win
Draco got a drum and a full-clip twin
You ain't gangsta, bitch, you just pretend
Money on skulls, fuck the law, we sin
I been bangin' since '010, never thought I'd win
Draco got a drum and a full-clip twin
You ain't gangsta, bitch, you just pretend
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
This for them nights I ain’t have shit
I was sleepin’ next to roaches in the trap, bitch
Now I’m eatin' with the sharks, wearin’ lambskin
You was cryin’ in the crib, I was masked in
I know some killers in the 'Raq who don’t smile
All they do is slide and do drills in style
Put his body in the trunk, let it rot for a while
His cousin tried to spin, now he sleepin' with the tile
We don’t post threats, we send ‘em through your door
Whole hood know, I put bread on the floor
Couple opps died, now they postin’ on the 'Gram
They gon’ cry about it later while we celebrate and blow
Shawty off a X, tryna ride with no pants
Told her chill, this a gun car, not a romance
Durk been a demon, certified since the jump
Got stripes in the streets like I’m wearin' Air 1s

[Chorus: YB Nemy & Lil Durk]
Money on skulls, fuck the law, we sin
I been bangin' since now, never thought I'd win
Draco got a drum and a full-clip twin
You ain't gangsta, bitch, you just pretend
Money on skulls, fuck the law, we sin
I been bangin' since '010, never thought I'd win
Draco got a drum and a full-clip twin
You ain't gangsta, bitch, you just pretend
[Outro: YB Nemy]
Y’all talk loud 'til them shells get to poppin'
Slide with the Glock, got my soul in my pocket
N***as ain’t killers, they just tweetin' and watchin'
I came from the bottom, now I’m eatin' off nonsense
On gang