AHHH HA (Explicit)
Lil Durk"AHHH HA (Explicit)" is a song by Lil Durk, released in 2022 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:04 long and contains 61 lines and 777 words.
Lyrics
0:01Ayy, this shit like videos, you hear me?
0:04Everything I say in this motherfucker all props (This shit is not real)
0:06Just in case the police listening, you know? (Haha)
0:09Smurk, slide, slide, slide (Man, what?)
0:12Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
0:15I'm like, "Fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun" (Let's get it, yeah, gun)
0:18They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
0:21Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
0:24He fucking his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
0:27I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, bond)
0:30They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
0:33They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Bitch, yeah)
0:36We been sliding through they blocks, and they don't know we have
0:39Buddy ass got shot and we ain't claim it but I can show his ass (Brrah)
0:42Niggas acting like they really like that since my brodie died (Von)
0:45Just got out the feds, you bring up murders with your police ass
0:48I told Von to leave that bitch alone, she post on OnlyFans (Yeah, eater)
0:51Catch 'em at the apartments they been in 'cause that's our only chance (Brrah)
0:55They don't be outside like you think, they ass be on the 'Gram (On gang)
0:58Old opps fucking with my new opps (Brr), oh, man (Brrah)
1:01That shit merched, we been through there, that shit like ghost land (Skrrt, skrrt)
1:04My brother DThang just got killed, and I been slow since (Gang, gang)
1:07But we got back on they ass, I bet they know this (Brrah)
1:10And, on bro, I'm speaking facts, this ain't no diss (This ain't no diss)
1:13Keep the police out my business, we don't post shit (We don't post shit)
1:16Trigger Happy, I be with Zoo 'nem and we on 46 ('Wop, 'Wop)
1:19They like, "Durk, his ass a singer, he won't smoke shit" (Yeah, yeah)
1:23You can believe whatever you want, I got your folks hit (Ah, ha)
1:25Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
1:28I'm like, "Fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun" (Let's get it, yeah, gun)
1:32They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
1:35Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
1:38He fucking his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
1:41I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
1:44They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it, songs)
1:47They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Bitch, yeah)
1:50He talking about me in "Pissed Me Off" and I'm like, "Yes" (Yes)
1:53If you feel some type of way, you better slide and get revenge (Brrah)
1:55He said, "Therapy ain't helping," he been killing for a cleanse (Slide)
1:58She said she ain't really got shit but she so thirsty for a Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
2:02I just made her suck my dick and I just nutted on her chin (Bitch)
2:05I been feeling like Rico, I just fucked her in my Timbs (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
2:08For school, he save no pen, he'd rather carry him a gen (Five)
2:11A ten (Ten), FN, Perc' 10, I'm saying, he spinning (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
2:15You need a pill to slide, he off all them milligrams, he been a fan (Bitch)
2:18I seen niggas really killing shit, post shit on Instagram (Pussy)
2:21You doing that, you might as well go to court and say you killed the man
2:24I don't claim niggas who be with opps, I try to wheel 'em in (Grrah)
2:27The trenches like a sport, you grab the ball and turn a killer, man (Pussy)
2:31Switches on me, all face shots, we changing dental plans (Brrah)
2:34All fast cars, make it skrrt, we don't do rental vans (Skrrt)
2:37I can have your homie set you up, his ass a middleman (Ah, ha)
2:40Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
2:42I'm like, "Fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun" (Let's get it, yeah, gun)
2:46They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
2:49Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
2:52He fucking his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
2:55I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
2:58They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
3:01They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Bitch, yeah)
3:04Ah, ha
Ayy, this shit like videos, you hear me?
Everything I say in this motherfucker all props (This shit is not real)
Just in case the police listening, you know? (Haha)
Smurk, slide, slide, slide (Man, what?)
Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "Fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun" (Let's get it, yeah, gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He fucking his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Bitch, yeah)
We been sliding through they blocks, and they don't know we have
Buddy ass got shot and we ain't claim it but I can show his ass (Brrah)
Niggas acting like they really like that since my brodie died (Von)
Just got out the feds, you bring up murders with your police ass
I told Von to leave that bitch alone, she post on OnlyFans (Yeah, eater)
Catch 'em at the apartments they been in 'cause that's our only chance (Brrah)
They don't be outside like you think, they ass be on the 'Gram (On gang)
Old opps fucking with my new opps (Brr), oh, man (Brrah)
That shit merched, we been through there, that shit like ghost land (Skrrt, skrrt)
My brother DThang just got killed, and I been slow since (Gang, gang)
But we got back on they ass, I bet they know this (Brrah)
And, on bro, I'm speaking facts, this ain't no diss (This ain't no diss)
Keep the police out my business, we don't post shit (We don't post shit)
Trigger Happy, I be with Zoo 'nem and we on 46 ('Wop, 'Wop)
They like, "Durk, his ass a singer, he won't smoke shit" (Yeah, yeah)
You can believe whatever you want, I got your folks hit (Ah, ha)
Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "Fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun" (Let's get it, yeah, gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He fucking his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it, songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Bitch, yeah)
He talking about me in "Pissed Me Off" and I'm like, "Yes" (Yes)
If you feel some type of way, you better slide and get revenge (Brrah)
He said, "Therapy ain't helping," he been killing for a cleanse (Slide)
She said she ain't really got shit but she so thirsty for a Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just made her suck my dick and I just nutted on her chin (Bitch)
I been feeling like Rico, I just fucked her in my Timbs (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
For school, he save no pen, he'd rather carry him a gen (Five)
A ten (Ten), FN, Perc' 10, I'm saying, he spinning (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You need a pill to slide, he off all them milligrams, he been a fan (Bitch)
I seen niggas really killing shit, post shit on Instagram (Pussy)
You doing that, you might as well go to court and say you killed the man
I don't claim niggas who be with opps, I try to wheel 'em in (Grrah)
The trenches like a sport, you grab the ball and turn a killer, man (Pussy)
Switches on me, all face shots, we changing dental plans (Brrah)
All fast cars, make it skrrt, we don't do rental vans (Skrrt)
I can have your homie set you up, his ass a middleman (Ah, ha)
Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "Fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun" (Let's get it, yeah, gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He fucking his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Bitch, yeah)
Ah, haTranslation
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