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Lil Durk - Gervonta Davis Tank Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Strip club, you throwin' them dollars on them, you tryna hide the hurt
I'm the man, you pull up with your friends, you ain't gotta hide your purse
Everything mixed with fentanyl, nine days, I wouldn't even try a percs
Smurktega, I smile inside Bottega, I try to buy a purse
Marquise diamond chain around her neck, she ain't gon' die of thirst
I don't try it on, I'm the type of nigga that just buy it first
I was late but me can't get out the car, I tried to buy it first
Why you keep complainin' 'bout the shit that never mattered?
(DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger)

[Chorus]
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip

[Verse 2]
I just cleaned out my car, I found two percocets a week ago
I just blew 'em off and still popped 'em, I'ma leave 'em though
Lil bro in 'ramma school but he be drivin' like he legal though
I just set a Richard Mille appointment about like a week ago
Sleepin' on my side, you got me on hard but you don't feel it though
Nigga tried to bribe me 'bout putting rats inside my videos
Strong subject, I learnt that, someone call pest control
Over two million on a Cuban Link, I'm Smurk, eskimo
The [?] so busy I hard clear
On New Year's eve, when I was a child, I tried beer
Bunny rabbit, I need all these carrots in each ear
She just told me I look so sexy with veneers
I was just drinkin' right out the cup, I be leavin' right after I nut
Forgiato tinted in the truck, I'm just so connected to the hood
Everyday I'ma pray for shiest, we don't know who got it back in blood
All I know it wasn't one of us, all I know it wasn't one of
I really hate when I argue in text, don't want the baby I nutted on her breast
Police done gave him illegal arrest, walkin' hooker sucked me off like a vape
I'm a trapic with the four fifty eight and she gon' cover her nipple with tape
Ayy, bae, I'm savage okay, eight K, the draco relate
Bro had a funeral, I'm sorry I'm late (Okay)
Deep in depression, the therapy way (Okay)
PO be trippin, just give him a break (Okay)
Zaza hit you, you'll feel like it's Tank (Okay)
I sent a picture, it look like he stank (Okay)
Cuban Link angle, she think she a slave (Okay)
Bottega bucket, I needed it pink (Okay)
Even my bitch tried to give me the drac' (Okay)
[Chorus]
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip
I just fucked the bag up on designer drip