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lirik lagu still trappin – lil durk

[intro: king von]
von
von (go grizz)
yeah (hitmaka)
von

[chorus: king von]
this ain’t og, this sh*t smokin’
this sh*t thrax for real (that thrax for real)
this that sh*t that have you chokin’ and got tooka k!lled (got tooka k!lled)
n*ggas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
and my b*tch got ass shots, but i promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah)
this ain’t og, this sh*t smokin’
this sh*t thrax for real (that thrax for real)
this that sh*t that have you chokin’ and got tooka k!lled (got tooka k!lled, yeah)
n*ggas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
and my b*tch got ass shots, but i promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah, uh)

[verse 1: king von]
n*ggas ain’t gon’ shoot for real
they ain’t gon’ shoot for real (ain’t gon’ shoot)
call up muwop, he grab his glock and he gon’ shoot to k!ll (rah, rah)
i hit his stains for real, uh
n*ggas ain’t gang for real, uh
n*ggas go to jail and tell
i done seen hits from my cell (dead)
bad b*tch posted my bail, uh
scream, “f*ck 12” (12)
all these bales, came from the cartel (the cartel)
they say i got mail (i got mail, yeah)
who got melted? (who got melted?)
that boy a trophy, i’ma put him on a shelf (boom, boom, boom)
[chorus: king von]
this ain’t og, this sh*t smokin’
this sh*t thrax for real (that thrax for real)
this that sh*t that have you chokin’ and got tooka k!lled (got tooka k!lled)
n*ggas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
and my b*tch got ass shots, but i promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah)
this ain’t og, this sh*t smokin’
this sh*t thrax for real (that thrax for real)
this that sh*t that have you chokin’ and got tooka k!lled (got tooka k!lled, yeah)
n*ggas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
and my b*tch got ass shots, but i promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah, uh)

[verse 2: lil durk]
i ain’t gon’ lie, that sh*t major
my hoes carry tasers (yeah)
when it comes to this lil’ paper, my sh*t come in pages
when i had to slow down on the withdraws, i had to go through phases (for sure)
even though we fightin’ all them cases, keep a gun on stages (yeah)
booka gave me x pills, told me chase it but i cannot take it
why these n*ggas actin’ like they real when n*ggas know they fake it
i can’t take it
hit a b*tch, just ho his ass
bro slide with a [?] match
last opp, he overgassed (smoke him)
godd*mn, he got back though
goose, goose, he overgassed (dope, dope)
loose screws, i’ll buy his ass po’ (gang)
fool, fool, them chains for the lows
goof, goof, he say he don’t know
this .22 smoke
doom*doom, his goose*goose blow
boo*hoo, why you cryin’? you a ho (b*tch)
f*ck you, now he mad, he ain’t know
[chorus: king von]
this ain’t og, this sh*t smokin’
this sh*t thrax for real (that thrax for real)
this that sh*t that have you chokin’ and got tooka k!lled (got tooka k!lled)
n*ggas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
and my b*tch got ass shots, but i promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah)
this ain’t og, this sh*t smokin’
this sh*t thrax for real (that thrax for real)
this that sh*t that have you chokin’ and got tooka k!lled (got tooka k!lled, yeah)
n*ggas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
and my b*tch got ass shots, but i promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah, uh)

- lil durk

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