Lil Durk ft. Doodie Lo - Did Shit To Me Lyrics

Fuckin' this bitch, million dollars of jewelry on (Smurk)
You know what I'm saying? (Smurk, Smurk, Smurk)
All fast cars on the side, nigga (now it's not magic, but it looks)
All my brothers killers, nigga
You know how the fuck we rocking, man
I ain't gonna keep tellin' y'all, bitch ass
Yeah, man what?

I hate niggas be on they homie ass
And they ain't even gon' slide (bitch)
I had a prep talk with a baby threat
And I told him keep his iron
I had court today, told my lawyer, "Fuck that case", I'm tired (I'm tired)
They locked bro up for three guns even though lil' bro had said they mine (yeah, Free Wop)
I need Boona home, only nigga I know that speak his mind
I told bro I need to get back, he said, "Get back come with time"
I ain't ducking shit
I done seen the main opp keep crying (let's get it)
Had to switch the whip (bitch ass)
Shown my hellcat logo, I went live
I don't be trusting shit
I don't even trust my bitch
I just trust my switch (grrah)
I don't even trust my auntie, uncle, cousins
I don't be trusting shit
Stand up nigga, he ever get a bond, he ain't gon' never sit (never)
This gang shit run deep in my blood
I ain't never gon' switch

Smurk, he from the 'raq ('raq)
Doodie, he from Kankakee
Smurk, he love that switch (yeah)
Doodie love that .223 (grrah)
These niggas wanna diss (diss)
Fuck that rap shit, keep it in the streets (yeah)
Why they be all on my dick?
They still mad from me and Keef (man, what?)
They ain't never do shit to me (did shit, never ever)
They ain't never did shit to me (man, what?)
Ayy, they ain't never did shit to me (no)
Why that nigga talking like he talk?
They ain't did shit to me

Why that nigga lying inside his verse?
He ain't did shit to me
And my shorties caught him, he was loafin'
That was for the free (boop, boop)
Why you mad this bitch was hitting me?
This bitch for the streets
Uh, ain't nobody did shit to me

Kill them all, come outside
Niggas don't want war with us (war with us)
I got niggas scared to serve us
Drink and they don't be knowing us
How you gang, scared to come around
That shit be blowing us (huh)
Take his pipe, invite him to the block (gimme that)
'Cause he keep showing up (bitch)
Back door, shoot his ass in his pocket (get them)
Opps say Durk is broke, shit
He went and copped the 'Rari (vroom)
I thought you was a killer
Why you shaking off that body? (Body)
I thought you take them drugs
How you shaking off that molly? (Bitch)
I'm a bald head rich, nigga (rich nigga)
And I smoke exotic ('xotic)
I'm a dread head trench, nigga
And I wifed a Barbie
Ask any bitch I ever fucked
I never told them sorry
Ask any nigga shot at me
I bet he said sorry (bitch)

Smurk, he from the 'raq ('raq)
Doodie, he from Kankakee (grrah)
Smurk, he love that switch (diss?)
Doodie love that .223 (yeah)
These niggas wanna diss
Fuck that rap shit
Keep it in the streets (man, what?)
Why they be all on my dick?
They still mad from me and Keef (man, what?)
They ain't never do shit to me (did shit, never, ever)
They ain't never did shit to me (man, what?)
Ayy, they ain't never did shit to me (never, ever)
They ain't never did shit to me (yeah)