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AHHH HA Lyrics


Artist: Lil Durk

 

AHHH HA Lyrics

AHHH HA by Lil Durk


Ayy, this sh*t like videos, you hear me?
Everything I say in this motherf**ker all props (This sh*t is not real)
Just in case the police listening, you know? (Haha)
Smurk, slide, slide, slide (Man, what?)

Don't respond to sh*t with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "f**k it, you tripping, go get your gun" (Let's get it, yeah, gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
f**k tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He f**king his b**ches (b**ches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (b**ch, yeah)

We been sliding through they blocks, and they don't know we have
Buddy ass got shot and we ain't claim it but I can show his ass (Brrah)
Niggas acting like they really like that since my brodie died (Von)
Just got out the feds, you bring up murders with your police ass
I told Von to leave that b**ch alone, she post on OnlyFans (Yeah, eater)
Catch 'em at the apartments they been in 'cause that's our only chance (Brrah)
They don't be outside like you think, they ass be on the 'Gram (On gang)
Old opps f**king with my new opps (Brr), oh, man (Brrah)
That sh*t merched, we been through there, that sh*t like ghost land (Skrrt, skrrt)
My brother DThang just got killed, and I been slow since (Gang, gang)
But we got back on they ass, I bet they know this (Brrah)
And, on bro, I'm speaking facts, this ain't no diss (This ain't no diss)
Keep the police out my business, we don't post sh*t (We don't post sh*t)
Trigger Happy, I be with Zoo 'nem and we on 46 ('Wop, 'Wop)
They like, "Durk, his ass a singer, he won't smoke sh*t" (Yeah, yeah)
You can believe whatever you want, I got your folks hit (Ah, ha)

Don't respond to sh*t with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "f**k it, you tripping, go get your gun" (Let's get it, yeah, gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
f**k tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He f**king his b**ches (b**ches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it, songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (b**ch, yeah)

He talking about me in "p**sed Me Off" and I'm like, "Yes" (Yes)
If you feel some type of way, you better slide and get revenge (Brrah)
He said, "Therapy ain't helping," he been killing for a cleanse (Slide)
She said she ain't really got sh*t but she so thirsty for a Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just made her suck my dick and I just nutted on her chin (b**ch)
I been feeling like Rico, I just f**ked her in my Timbs (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
For school, he save no pen, he'd rather carry him a gen (Five)
A ten (Ten), FN, Perc' 10, I'm saying, he spinning (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You need a pill to slide, he off all them milligrams, he been a fan (b**ch)
I seen niggas really killing sh*t, post sh*t on Instagram (Pussy)
You doing that, you might as well go to court and say you killed the man
I don't claim niggas who be with opps, I try to reel 'em in (Grrah)
The trenches like a sport, you grab the ball and turn a killer, man (Pussy)
Switches on me, all face shots, we changing dental plans (Brrah)
All fast cars, make it skrrt, we don't do rental vans (Skrrt)
I can have your homie set you up, his ass a middleman (Ah, ha)

Don't respond to sh*t with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "f**k it, you tripping, go get your gun" (Let's get it, yeah, gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
f**k tweeting, we sliding, the feds will come (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He f**king his b**ches (b**ches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (b**ch, yeah)

Ah, ha



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