Текст пісні Luciano & Morty - Lil Dude

Luciano & Morty

Hurt, what it do?\nMan oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we got here at Foster’s\nGet the pack, I make an order\nBig chopstick, I make it shorter\nIf you wanna die then you gon' get hit\nI ain’t got control over none of these sticks\nNon-neutral gang, I’m from this shit\nAnd they on that dumb shit\nSmokin' on that runt shit\nThese diamonds doin' stunts bitch\nThese niggas livin' like pedestrians\nThe stick got bodies, I ain’t wrestling\nClean up on your block, we can make it messy, man\nI ain’t hesitant, big cups of that medicine\nCatchin' everything, Odell Beckham\nHe got shot in the face 'cause he was finessing\nHe ain’t religious, but go’n bless him\nSlide with a stick, get a shot to the head\nDon’t fuck with these niggas, they fuck with the feds\nSleep in the trap, I don’t sleep in the bed\nYou slip with the gang then your ass is dead\nBad bitch with me tryna give me the head\nPull on your block, playin' Simon Says\nSpinnin' a bin like DJ Durel\nThese niggas ain’t gangster, these niggas, they female\nThese diamonds they wet, they came from Seaworld\nYou diss on the net then you get your ass nailed\nJust like a jail we gon' get your ass bailed\nGangster, havin' them pieces in hell\nThese niggas they sit and they tattletale\nI’m the real general up in the battlefield\nPause, these niggas they live in a fairy tale\nDog, while they bitch literally everywhere\nGet the pack, I make an order\nBig chopstick, I make it shorter\nIf you wanna die then you gon' get hit\nI ain’t got control over none of these sticks\nNon-neutral gang, I’m from this shit\nAnd they on that dumb shit\nSmokin' on that runt shit\nThese diamonds doin' stunts bitch\nThese niggas livin' like pedestrians\nThe stick got bodies, I ain’t wrestling\nClean up on your block, we can make it messy, man\nI ain’t hesitant, big cups of that medicine\nCatchin' everything, Odell Beckham\nHe got shot in the face 'cause he was finessing\nGlock on me nigga, I don’t fuck with these niggas\nStunt on these niggas and I’m gettin' bigger\nGlobal ass nigga, you a local ass nigga\nIt’s levels to this but the stick gon' rip you\nChop his ass up, throw his ass in the river\nTurn a rap nigga to somebody’s widow\nI knew these lil' niggas would hate from the get-go\nThis Maison Margiela, I don’t rock the Kenzo\nYour bitch on the perc, she bony like Willow\nSmokin' exotic, it’s me and Diego\nMy young niggas love me, they do what I say so\nI’m a real gangster, I don’t turn day old\nGlock four-five, it’s gon' tear your face off\nI’m washin' my hands of all of you lame niggas (Bitch, bitch)