Lil Durk - Gunz n Money Lyrics

Sorry, we don't know you, bitch
Who you rollin' with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We been some killers since
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rollin' shit
We do magic, pull up on them, Hocus Pocus shit

Guns and money (yeah, yeah)
Guns and money (let's get it)
Guns and money (let's get it)
Guns and money (L, L)
Guns and money (L, L)
Guns and money (L, L)
Guns and money (gang, gang)
Guns and money (bow)

300 who I'm rollin' with
Called up bro, we smokin' shit
If we broke we pokin' him
Act like you don't know this shit
Sip lean to stay focused shit
Fed my block with dope and pics
Perky lines with coke and shit
Fifty shots, we drummin' shit
Fefe we don't come to them
We see a opp, we punish him
Word to Nuski killer
Word to Chino killer
Word to Moski killer
We know we gon' kill you
You know we don't feel you
You know we gon' get 'em
They know we them niggas
They know we them niggas
Bang bro hoes, we brothers bitch
THF my brothers bitch
Got caught on some other shit
Throw out the case like Cutler, bitch
One night ain't no cuddle, bitch
Rex throw me a rubber, bitch
Can't go raw, can't trust a bitch
I can't take care of the kids

Sorry, we don't know you, bitch
Who you rollin' with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We been some killers since
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rollin' shit
We do magic, pull up on them, Hocus Pocus shit

Guns and money (yeah, yeah)
Guns and money (let's get it)
Guns and money (let's get it)
Guns and money (L, L)
Guns and money (L, L)
Guns and money (L, L)
Guns and money (gang, gang)
Guns and money (bow)

Foenem, they be wackin' shit
I ain't with that lackin' shit
Carry 40s, MACs and shit
Ink his back like tats and shit
I be up on racks and shit
I do what's in my raps and shit
Fuck a bitch off my IG
Don't post my shit, relax lil' bitch
Cali sippin' Act' and Tech
I don't how to act with that
I'm a G with this new 'K
Like I'm with the alphabet
Call up BJ from the pound
No bank, but he gon' make 'em check
Late night drivin' on some boppin' shit
Go out west with that
Put them niggas on you
Yeah, they'll done you
Can't go home at night
'Cause I put them niggas on you
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (let's get it)
OTF 300, nigga this the year

Sorry, we don't know you, bitch
Who you rollin' with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We been some killers since
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rollin' shit
We do magic, pull up on them, Hocus Pocus shit

Guns and money (yeah, yeah)
Guns and money (let's get it)
Guns and money (let's get it)
Guns and money (L, L)
Guns and money (L, L)
Guns and money (L, L)
Guns and money (gang, gang)
Guns and money
Bow