Astronomical Lyrics - Lil Durk

808 Mafia 

Ayy, we gon' switch it up a lil' bit 

Ayy, we doin' all high speed 

Talkin' 'bout that skrrt, know what I'm sayin'? 

Turn up, turn up 

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Can fuck on any bitch I want 'cause I'm conceited 

At this point, I want the drugs, they really know I need it 

Get it low from the plug then I take it back to get remixed 

Steady runnin' off on your plug, you know that ain't no street shit 

Ridin' 'round with a hundred racks sittin' on me 

Ridin' 'round through the whole city by my lonely 

I don't ride around with different niggas, just my homies (Facts) 

Ridin' 'round got them drugs stashed 'cause they on me (Turn up) 

You told me don't come with ratchet (Fuck that) 

Police come, I'ma stash it 

Ride around, servin' them Xannies 

Half of my homies addicts 

The check gon' bounce, you cash it (Yeah) 

You let a scammer crack it (Scammer) 

She'll let me get in her panties (Panties) 

Ran from the jakes from the bando (Yeah) 

I was down broke to the canvas 

Bring me a stick when I'm landin' (Let's go) 

Back from Cali with samples 

First class with a couple of bandits (You know) 

I don't know how to panic 

Will I shoot that Glock, I'm frantic 

You don't got it, I got it 

Thats just part of my savage 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, addicted to medication 

I'm not a demonstration (No, no) 

Designer for all my ladies (Big drip) 

And you be fresh on occasions (Yeah) 

I lick the Perc off her navel (Yeah) 

One of my hoes ain't stable (Yeah) 

She loyal, so you know I pay you 

Mouth open, I give you a facial 

I decided to sign with a label 

A lot of these niggas ungrateful 

You like youngin' with no label ya 

I'm leanin', I'm leanin', I'm leanin', I'm leanin', I'm leanin', I'm leanin' 

Say I'm leanin', I'm leanin', I'm leanin', I'm leanin', I'm leanin', I'm leanin' 

Fuck it, put your head back, drink this semen 

Fuck it, if you don't swallow, you gotta clean it 

Fuck it, like my gas musty, thats that gas, dummy 

Gotta keep them bags comin' 

Whole pill, no half of it 

No pills, I act stubborn 

Gotta do the dash on it 

Fucked up my last apartment (Turn up) 

Far from the back, it farted 

Went to a show in New Orleans 

She wanna party with Bardi 

Pardon the body (Yeah) 

Won't say sorry (Sorry) 

I love you hardly (Hardly) 

I love you barely (Barely) 

Shorty shoot like Jerry 

You rockin' them fake Amiri's 

How niggas gonna take you seriously? 

My shorty got booked for delivery 

That cancer eatin' his kidney 

My goal is road to riches 

His goal, to roll a Bentley 

His case, they hold him in it 

And he been gone a minute, yeah 

This mothafucka goin' on