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Performed By: Lil Durk
Featuring: Hypno Carlito
Language: English
Length: 4:22
Written by: Durk D. Banks, Robert Roger Amparan




Lil Durk - Don't I Lyrics
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[ Featuring Hypno Carlito ]

(Young Chop on the beat)
I swear to God
Don't I
Don't I, don't I, don't I, don't I, yeah
(Chopsquad)
Ayy, talk to 'em
Ayy, shout out my nigga Young Chop, man (baow)
Ayy, I sing too not to mention

I be off the drugs, don't I
I hang with the thugs, don't I
Just like the carpet pulled, don't I
I be in the latest, don't I
I f*ck the baddest hoes, don't I
I deserve thirty a show, don't I
So name one thing you don't like
I can name a couple things yo' type, yeah

Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah (Carlito, what up gang?)
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Don't like, don't like, don't like
Don't like, don't like, don't like

Remember that summer Me and J Munna had no money
Only thing that we had was a dollar and a dream
Some lean and that burner
Took a nigga down for that fourteen hunnid
Spend it, bought guns for all of our niggas
And I miss all of my niggas
Spin a nigga shit, tweak with my niggas
(Wait) I remember Chino told me they exposed you
If you know me Can't a nigga hold you, I'ma shed love like I'm supposed to
And these niggas don't owe you and I don't owe a nigga shit
I'ma let a nigga know how I roll, 300 OTF, who I'm rollin' with
Pop out the cut, we f*ckin' shit up
We do what I do
Catch a opp nigga, now the block is named after you
And we don't lie on these tracks (nah)
I'ma get money, you f*ckin' with me
And I put that on J Munna nigga (baow)

I be off the drugs, don't I
I hang with the thugs, don't I
Just like the carpet pulled, don't I
I be in the latest, don't I
I f*ck the baddest hoes, don't I
I deserve thirty a show, don't I
So name one thing you don't like
I can name a couple things yo' type, yeah

Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Don't like, don't like, don't like
Don't like, don't like, don't like

Certain shit I don't like
Shawty let me go get a go light
She wanna give me top and I don't mind
I got Durk and Chop that's more tight
I go super hard nigga don't I and don't lie
My gift is a gold mine
Wait, I've been wantin' this my whole life
Ayy, he can't talk he a broke guy
Woah, I don't trust these niggas
Don't f*ck with these niggas
Better watch who you f*ckin' with
There go Carlito on some other shit
Beatin' up Chop beat on some drummer shit
Told you motherf*ckers it was over wit'
I drop bombs like a soldier, bitch
I love drugs, love rollin' shit
Niggas try to pull it I'ma open shit
Call Lil Varney, Varney scopin' shit
Hey, I ain't flip motherf*cker
Still the same hip motherf*cker
63rd, late for rent motherf*cker
Shout out folks he'll kill a motherf*cker
If you real, you don't gotta say your real motherf*cker
Shout out folks he'll kill a motherf*cker
If you real, you don't gotta say your real motherf*cker

I be off the drugs, don't I
I hang with the thugs, don't I
Just like the carpet pulled, don't I
I be in the latest, don't I
I f*ck the baddest hoes, don't I
I deserve thirty a show, don't I
So name one thing you don't like
I can name a couple things yo' type, yeah

Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah (Carlito, what up gang?)
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Don't like, don't like, don't like
Don't like, don't like, don't like (gang)
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(Young Chop on the beat)
I swear to God
Don't I
Don't I, don't I, don't I, don't I, yeah
(Chopsquad)
Ayy, talk to 'em
Ayy, shout out my nigga Young Chop, man (baow)
Ayy, I sing too not to mention

I be off the drugs, don't I
I hang with the thugs, don't I
Just like the carpet pulled, don't I
I be in the latest, don't I
I f*ck the baddest hoes, don't I
I deserve thirty a show, don't I
So name one thing you don't like
I can name a couple things yo' type, yeah

Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah (Carlito, what up gang?)
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Don't like, don't like, don't like
Don't like, don't like, don't like

Remember that summer Me and J Munna had no money
Only thing that we had was a dollar and a dream
Some lean and that burner
Took a nigga down for that fourteen hunnid
Spend it, bought guns for all of our niggas
And I miss all of my niggas
Spin a nigga shit, tweak with my niggas
(Wait) I remember Chino told me they exposed you
If you know me Can't a nigga hold you, I'ma shed love like I'm supposed to
And these niggas don't owe you and I don't owe a nigga shit
I'ma let a nigga know how I roll, 300 OTF, who I'm rollin' with
Pop out the cut, we f*ckin' shit up
We do what I do
Catch a opp nigga, now the block is named after you
And we don't lie on these tracks (nah)
I'ma get money, you f*ckin' with me
And I put that on J Munna nigga (baow)

I be off the drugs, don't I
I hang with the thugs, don't I
Just like the carpet pulled, don't I
I be in the latest, don't I
I f*ck the baddest hoes, don't I
I deserve thirty a show, don't I
So name one thing you don't like
I can name a couple things yo' type, yeah

Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Don't like, don't like, don't like
Don't like, don't like, don't like

Certain shit I don't like
Shawty let me go get a go light
She wanna give me top and I don't mind
I got Durk and Chop that's more tight
I go super hard nigga don't I and don't lie
My gift is a gold mine
Wait, I've been wantin' this my whole life
Ayy, he can't talk he a broke guy
Woah, I don't trust these niggas
Don't f*ck with these niggas
Better watch who you f*ckin' with
There go Carlito on some other shit
Beatin' up Chop beat on some drummer shit
Told you motherf*ckers it was over wit'
I drop bombs like a soldier, bitch
I love drugs, love rollin' shit
Niggas try to pull it I'ma open shit
Call Lil Varney, Varney scopin' shit
Hey, I ain't flip motherf*cker
Still the same hip motherf*cker
63rd, late for rent motherf*cker
Shout out folks he'll kill a motherf*cker
If you real, you don't gotta say your real motherf*cker
Shout out folks he'll kill a motherf*cker
If you real, you don't gotta say your real motherf*cker

I be off the drugs, don't I
I hang with the thugs, don't I
Just like the carpet pulled, don't I
I be in the latest, don't I
I f*ck the baddest hoes, don't I
I deserve thirty a show, don't I
So name one thing you don't like
I can name a couple things yo' type, yeah

Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah (Carlito, what up gang?)
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Do-don't like, don't like
Do-don't like, don't like
Don't like, yeah
Don't like, don't like, don't like
Don't like, don't like, don't like (gang)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Durk D. Banks, Robert Roger Amparan
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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