Lil Durk – This Case (feat. Hypno Carlito) Lyrics

This Case

Lil Durk (feat. Hypno Carlito)

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"This Case." - Lil Durk (feat. Hypno Carlito)

Wednesday, 21 October 2026, 11:04 pm

Album: 300 Days 300 Nights

Track No: 05

My lil' **** loadin' up the chopper
My lil' **** problem solver, yeah
We sold 50, they like 30 poppers
My ****, they the problem solver, yeah
Turn up, turn up, whoa
Feds, they pickin' up this case (Whoa)
The feds, they pickin' up this case (Whoa)
Feds, they pickin' up this case
The Ruger, I gotta pick up his face
The feds, they pickin' up this case
The feds, they pickin' up this case
Feds, they pickin' up this case
The Ruger, I gotta pick up his face
Call my jeweler, I need me a Mueller
Spend money on hits, I pay for the shooters
I talk to the streets, there's money in music
They say they gon' kill me, but why they ain't do it
Get paper, quick paper
Brick case for my brick layer
My Rollie diamonds, they hit major
Robe me, I erase you
They talkin' on sight shit
You ask for indictments
Double cup give me brightness
Guns on some dyke shit
Sip so much lean that I'm numb
Mama, I carry my gun
Can't end up like Ricky
These **** be headin' on me
'Cause I'm Boyz n the Hood
No gun, catch a body like Suge
These **** be gettin' this money
They fuckin' that way with my ****
We got this city, we turn the (Whoa)
My lil' **** loadin' up the chopper
My lil' **** problem solver, yeah
We sold 50, they like 30 poppers
My ****, they the problem solver, yeah
Turn up, turn up, whoa
Feds, they pickin' up this case (Whoa)
The feds, they pickin' up this case (Whoa)
Feds, they pickin' up this case
The Ruger, I gotta pick up his face
The feds, they pickin' up this case (Huh)
The feds, they pickin' up this case (Carlito)
Feds, they pickin' up this case (Whoa)
The Ruger, I gotta pick up his face
The feds, they pickin' up this case
I give 'em the word, like a mixtape
Carlito, I got it, I've been straight
I pick up the word like I lift weights
Three hundred days and three hundred nights
The feds wanna talk, but I know my rights
Spend whatever on lawyers, don't want no life
Bitch, I got the smoke like a motorbike
No, I don't fuck with informants
I didn't do it, I was touring
Don't come to my house with no warrant
Don't hit my land, it's not important
I spent a few bucks on my mortgage
Hope you get the pic like a portrait
Everything I do big, I'm like Norbit
I son all these **** like orphans
Hypno Carlito don't need no consent
Polish it up, that's why Lil Durk got some
Play me a burnie, I'll get you a line
I just made a million, Carlito get thrown
My lil' **** loadin' up the chopper
My lil' **** problem solver, yeah
We sold 50, they like 30 poppers
My ****, they the problem solver, yeah
Turn up, turn up, whoa
Feds, they pickin' up this case (Whoa)
The feds, they pickin' up this case (Whoa)
Feds, they pickin' up this case
The Ruger, I gotta pick up his face
The feds, they pickin' up this case
The feds, they pickin' up this case
Feds, they pickin' up this case
The Ruger, I gotta pick up his face

Writer(s): Durk Banks.

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