Flyers Up

Durk what up, where you at?

(I'm on Normal gang)

What you tryna do?

(Throwin' stacks at Magic, today's Monday right?)

Let's go to Magic (Let's go to Magic)

Don't forget the ratchets (Please don't forget 'em)

I know we in Atlanta (We in Atlanta)

But shit still will get tragic (Shit'll get tragic)

You know we some street niggas (Know we some street niggas)

Make a living off rapping (Living off rapping)

When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up)

You know niggas we watching and talkin' about slidin'

I know some killers that want me dead

(I Know some killers that want me dead)

Know some niggas with real money, with that shit on my head

And they got some killers around 'em

And they know how to play it

But I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

I hang with niggas that hang with the niggas

That hang with the killas that kill all the killers

I be with niggas who hang with the niggas

Who hang with the rappers who take all the skrilla

Go to Chicago and go to Red Diamond

They bookin' Tee Grizzley they know that I'm with him

Why you keep barkin, they ain't check the artist

We all in the section got 50's on 50's

Real niggas, street niggas

And we gon' link with the gangs

And we come to yo city (gang gang)

I need VIP bar

Them dracos gotta be close to us

We don't fuck with no rappers

So I never show, can't let chubbs get close to em

You post want flyers, I'ma hire every killer in the city

Try to go to it

They ain't got no buzz

They don't show no love

I know some cause, bloods

They cool with us, ya

I know some shorties that's still up in school

You tweakin' cause they is gone kill for a stack

You poppin' them xanies you better not lack

You play with the dead, no takin it back

Let's go to Magic (Let's go to Magic)

Don't forget the ratchets (Please don't forget 'em)

I know we in Atlanta (We in Atlanta)

But shit still will get tragic (Shit'll get tragic)

You know we some street niggas (Know we some street niggas)

Make a living off rapping (Living off rapping)

When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up)

You know niggas we watching and talkin' about slidin'

I know some killers that want me dead

(I Know some killers that want me dead)

Know some niggas with real money, with that shit on my head

And they got some killers around 'em

And they know how to play it

But I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

My opps don't die everyday, they pussy

That's cause I ain't beefin' with rookies

Yo enemies saw you and didn't do nothing

That's cause you be beefin' with pussies

I got some Crips that's killas

Them niggas will murk you and go pray to Tookie

I got four bloods with 50's

Don't tweak unless you can duck two hundred bullets

Me and Durk go they ain't pattin us down

Get the sticks in and we pass em around

I feel at home when I'm out of town

I be 300 like Kevin no Leonidas

Me and Roc still sendin' out J-Pays

Opps on the gram say he on nay-pay

He say he live login from a fake page

They over there, go get that drac thang

Free my nigga Mark Meezy

Used to lay in niggas bushes

Yo mama died that's yo fault

We was tryna get you, niggas got tired of looking

A nigga get he ups on me?

I know them niggas gon' cook me

If I beef with a rapper I'ma book him

Come to my shows I'm strapped with a 40

Let's go to Magic (Let's go to Magic)

Don't forget the ratchets (Please don't forget 'em)

I know we in Atlanta (We in Atlanta)

But shit still will get tragic (Shit'll get tragic)

You know we some street niggas (Know we some street niggas)

Make a living off rapping (Living off rapping)

When we throw them flyers up (throw them flyers up)

You know niggas we watching and talkin' about slidin'

I know some killers that want me dead

(I Know some killers that want me dead)

Know some niggas with real money, with that shit on my head

And they got some killers around 'em

And they know how to play it

But I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)

I got some killers don't want me dead

(I got some killers don't want me dead)

I know some killers that want me dead

(I know some killers that want me dead)