Lil Durk – Hard Shit (feat. Lil Reese) Lyrics

Hard Shit

Lil Durk (feat. Lil Reese)

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"Hard Shit." - Lil Durk (feat. Lil Reese)

Wednesday, 21 October 2026, 11:19 pm

Album: They Forgot

Track No: 04

Check a bag and put the block on
Your diamonds fake, them bitches costume
Every Glock bitch, we cock drum
My killas wild and they off drugs
These **** pussy, they don't want it
These **** bitches, they don't want it
These **** snitches, they don't want it
My **** killas, they don't want it
Bro call, we takin' doors off
Pour a pint and I might doze off
'Fore I knew her name, she took her clothes off
Free my boy De-De, he like old dog
Name ringin' bells, my whole family starvin'
Most **** doin' drills out the family car
We ain't got no chill, we ain't got no chill
Labels gave me mils, I told my killas kill
**** say they real but they ain't really real
Can't trust 'em like we dead and **** killin' kids
Smith and Wesson Nina, takin' out his dreads
I'm off the drugs, I'm off the perc and they both mess
Check a bag and put the block on
Your diamonds fake, them bitches costume
Every Glock bitch, we cock drum
My killas wild and they off drugs
These **** pussy, they don't want it
These **** bitches, they don't want it
These **** snitches, they don't want it
My **** killas, they don't want it
These **** bitches, they don't want it
A lot of killas put 'em on ya
My **** with it, you don't want it
We point the fingers then they on it
Fuck all that talkin', it ain't nothing
Pull up with choppas, get to bustin'
A lot of **** get to runnin'
Watch all your **** get to runnin'
Fuck all that talkin', lets get the money
Lil Durk, he with me, yeah, thats my brother
We ain't havin' that money come between us
Back then, used to ride around in steamers
Check a bag and put the block on
Your diamonds fake, them bitches costume
Every Glock bitch, we cock drum
My killas wild and they off drugs
These **** pussy, they don't want it
These **** bitches, they don't want it
These **** snitches, they don't want it
My **** killas, they don't want it
These **** pussy, they don't want it
These **** bitches, they don't want it
These **** snitches, they don't want it
My **** killas, they don't want it
Check a bag and put the block on
Your diamonds fake, them bitches costume
Every Glock bitch, we cock drum
My killas wild and they off drugs

Writer(s): Durk Banks.

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