Oc Lyrics - Lil Durk

(Lil Durk Verse 1) - smoke opps by the bakers 

20 a show and these niggas can't take us 

40 ruger leave a nigga with facelift 

rip pluto me and him on a spaceship 

told billy to put me on a waiting list 

i just copped me a choppa that nina my fragrance 

rock got a mop he addicted to mayhem 

no barber but bro n em be tapin 

I'm getting money I'm stuck in my ways 

bitch you with me cuz i gotta get paid 

niggas be talking got shooters like ray 

slide on the morning do a drill no sway 

one in his head gotta watch for the jakes 

niggas they bitch they chill for the cake 

but these bitch ass niggas so fake 

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(NuNu Verse 2) - these niggas be fake gotta watch em 

I'm hot so i know they plot tin 

go broke have lil bro rob em 

that nina my problem solva 

man down no shells revolver 

at the top but i gotta go harder 

i like my lean a lil darker 

bullet holes same size ms parker 

my squad they stay on dummy 

get back if you aint getting no money 

ysl got me straight stuntin 

I'm strapped, you tweak I'm upping 

cash out make it back its nothing 

red spots on his face no blushing 

these guns they burn ya like usher 

my shooters ton score they buss ya 

(Lil Durk Verse 3) - niggas get clapped bout rap 

wartime on twitter but niggas get clapped 

do a hit with 4 6 catch a opp then we out 

ring cost 30 but the watch cost 50 

ask french cuz he got the same play for like 50 

free 5 tryna get bro 5 thats 50 

then we slide with the 50 free nine no 50 

and we coolin with foreigns 

met with yo bitch no porn just made a 100 off touring 

free rio, yeah I'm 23 like jordan, 22 shots plus 1 thats jordan 

if you stupid, niggas mad cuz we do this, lil vern he a savage and he ruthless 

300 off thats the movement 

(NuNu Verse 4) - put a drum in a nigga, shooters on point and they aiming official 

blown that tec like a ref with a whistle, my niggas they thirsty don't pick up your dribble 

want war we got missiles, squad so hungry they eating the gristle 

bitch I'm the shit I'm allergic to tissue, we savage not civil getting money no issue 

only the family cuz niggas aint wit you, feeling myself cuz i copped a new pistol 

ikey gon blow, rex toting on the low, bought a lens with a scope, guns cocked front row 

take him down for the coke, run him got it in his coat 

partna lean running dope, these niggas don't tote y'all niggas won't blow 

400 for the go, broke niggas do the most, stacking bread by the loaf 

burning trees by the o, tryna swim and get soaked