Lil Durk – Golden Child Mp3 Download, Video & Lyrics

Lil Durk – Golden Child Mp3 Download, Video & Lyrics. Durk Derrick Banks, known professionally as Lil Durk, is an American rapper and singer from Chicago, Illinois.

He first garnered a cult following with the release of his Signed to the Streets mixtape series, which led to his signing of a recording contract from Def Jam Recordings

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Lil Durk – Golden Child Lyrics/Chords

(Turn me up, YC)
Smurk (Yeah, uh)
(Red Dead, I’m so fvckin’ bumpin’, bruh)

I share clothes with killers (Let’s get it)
Who shot? I don’t remember (Yeah)
That b*tch off coke, remember? (Let’s get it)
Fvck hoes to Bryson Tiller (Yeah, yeah)
Make freak hoes bite the pillow (Let’s get it)
I cut coke for dealers (I cut coke)
If he got more bodies than you, you can’t lil’ bro the nigga (Yeah)
You hustle bags to feed the plug, then why you poked the nigga? (Yeah)
If you got power with that Tommy, you can ghost a nigga (Yeah)
I fvck a b*tch, her pvssy dry, I might use lotion with her (Yeah)
Live by the gun, you dyin’ by it, them niggas ain’t coachin’ niggas (Grrah, grrah)
I really got left for noodles (Noodles)
Know a pit who was born a poodle (Let’s get it)
That shit wouldn’t move then poot her (Poot her)
That shit do feel like voodoo (Let’s get it)
You say you got good gas (Good gas), that shit be doo-doo (Good gas, gas)
That shit foo-foo, feds cracked the case with that shit on YouTube (Huh)
Told a old head fresh out of jail, this shit right here he ain’t used to (Let’s get it)
Young niggas coo-coo hit ’em (Bwah), that bitch go roo-roo
I’m talking ’bout Dracs and switches (Dracs)
Bitch, I ain’t paying for kisses (Okay?)
I’m akh but I love the Christians (Let’s get it)
I know an akh who fvck with Christmas (Let’s get it)

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Keep that
Keep all that, but uh, that MAC, you know like
Man, what?

I bought my Lamb’ with cash
That boy dead, I’m glad
I don’t speak tongues, period
I don’t fvck with Vlad
In New York, I dress like Fab
Too rich to jump in cabs
Sip drank, I don’t fuck with dab
She nosey, close the tab (Yeah)
I’m Smurk, I’m a golden child (Yeah)
I’m a street nigga, eat at Tao (Yeah)
Hundred mill’, I’ma throw in the towel (Yeah-yeah)
I made eight bricks, still in style (Yeah)
Got a Apex, cover the tower (Yeah)
Make a top b*tch come to the Lam’ (Yeah)
If she quiet, then fvck her loud (Yeah)
Got gas, don’t fvck with mild (Yeah-yeah)

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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah.