Lil Durk - Ten Four lyrics

rate me

Ya all say you get all to fill that count

Have you get my ninfo?

Hello! How’s this?

Won’t sell drug, ain’t no plug

My back is for ya all planny the thug

Mama call that cause even if dog

Now looking for me looking for bro

That form ooh yeah that’s for bust

And in the tuck thirty six on

Three brings, aiin’ shit, no remix

I drift come back to ached

And it’s striker, two-two struck out and it ain’t no fight

Call seller to wide, he now wanna mess out dog

And it’s ball two million dollar flag

I don’t care cuz I make it right back

In the fency days they all in the back

And these niggas, tricking these bitches

Got ‘em all in the truck

Forth, forty eight that’s a hobby

High forty eighty thung

Two flex got me thuging

One fleet as a body be my mess smoke body

Now be mine smoke here bobby

We in the game be all famy

Nigga spend ooh my

Nigga spend niggas diam

Four time, nigga say dug nigga …when they jam up c

Come ..for the pounds up

For the grime I one be and get it run out

How this snitch doing far round

…like I smoke five blunts

I can have all the bricks I want

I can have all the guns I want

Nigga have want they want

Out of side out of map

Hit shut then I’m out of time

Bullet take get you out of ball

Whole hood let you out of bounds

None day, ninety underground

You wanna stug nigga underground

Anybody know you are around

Anybody know I’m a problem child