Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When I Was Little, artist - Lil Durk.
Date of issue: 29.03.2018
Song language: English
When I Was Little |
I’ll fuck your bitch if she put it in |
And I just ran up a hundred bands |
Gave him my watch and he flooding it |
Nut in her face and she rub it in |
Niggas sippin' on the cutter ten |
Bitch I’m ballin' like Above the Rim |
See my face cost another ten |
Had a Ford, now I got a Benz |
Honda Accord, we was trappin' in |
See the stores they was runnin' in |
Snatch and grab, got my bitch a bag |
Eleven years, got nine in |
New generation dying fast |
Before the P’s, had dime bags |
Pinky ring cost nine stacks, yeah |
You can’t name a bitch that I ain’t touch |
Now I’m Balmain rocking, came a long way from Von Dutch |
Multiply and crush, shout out to scammers |
Ain’t no I in us, I’m too high to trust |
I was fucked up when I was little |
I ain’t never had no money (let's get it) |
I was fucked up when I was little (was fucked up) |
Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (drugs) |
I didn’t take drugs when I was little (turn up) |
Percocet sick to my stomach (get it) |
I got two beams, now you little (little) |
You already know how I’m comin' (ayy) |
I was fucked up when I was little (gang) |
I ain’t never had no money (guns) |
I was fucked up when I was little (money) |
Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (shooters) |
I didn’t take drugs when I was little |
Percocet sick to my stomach |
I got two beams, now you little (let's get it) |
You already know how I’m comin' (let's get it) |
Yeah, I can litter you (turn up) |
Stack them books, you political (let's get it) |
I can litter you (litter you) |
Bag on your head, get rid of you |
You told on the audio |
Nigga that’s an interview |
Got drugs in Idaho |
Them’ll come with chemicals |
My skin inky, smoke that stinky |
Don’t drink that green shit, wedding ring my pinky |
My bitch she decent, she know I eat it |
She say I’m freaky, she know I’m geekin' |
New Prada, two straps |
Cough syrup, two caps |
My bank account, 21, 21 |
That forty cal, 21, 21 |
I fuck her, she 21, 21 |
I got the pounds for, 21 |
I was fucked up when I was little |
I ain’t never had no money (let's get it) |
I was fucked up when I was little (was fucked up) |
Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (drugs) |
I didn’t take drugs when I was little (turn up) |
Percocet sick to my stomach (get it) |
I got two beams, now you little (little) |
You already know how I’m comin' (ayy) |
I was fucked up when I was little (gang) |
I ain’t never had no money (guns) |
I was fucked up when I was little (money) |
Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (shooters) |
I didn’t take drugs when I was little |
Percocet sick to my stomach |
I got two beams, now you little (let's get it) |
You already know how I’m comin' (let's get it) |