American Hip Hop rapper Lil Durk delivers a brand new song titled, “3 Headed Goat ” featuring Lil Baby & Polo G. 3 Headed Goat MP3 download is available below.

Lil Durk Lyrics

 

Lil Durk – 3 Headed Goat Ft Lil Baby & Polo G Audio

Lil Durk – 3 Headed Goat Ft Lil Baby & Polo G

 

Lil Durk – 3 Headed Goat Ft Lil Baby & Polo G Lyrics

[Lil Baby:]
These ain’t no Guess jeans
I dropped out of school, I’m still good at math but nigga don’t test me
I played to the left, they went to the right they tried to finesse me
Still riding around with that blicky out, I hope they don’t catch me
Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street
Play like I’m dumb, as soon as it’s dark I’m going retarded
He say I’m hard, and he say I’m garbage, I’m rich regardless
We in Miami in the middle of winter and we on them jet skis
And we in Atlanta I’m running the cannon, and working the red key

[Lil Durk:]
I cannot mention my homies inside of my song cause I know they be trapping a lot
I can’t keep taking these pills, when I’m in the trenches, they say I be cappin’ a lot
I know a nigga who say he got rich off of dope but I know he be actin’ alot
I know some niggass who say that they took down the city but niggass be lacking alot
Yeah, that shit was awful, nigga had that dog food
That day they shot you, I slid on the mongoose
You cannot come back around me, you changed your back on me I cannot forget
The police was lying, they said that they caught you, but nigga they made you admit
Your name was fine, you put in that work, they took your stick, you a bitch
Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we rich

[Lil Baby:]
Under 25 living like a boss, riding around with a chauffeur
I don’t sell drugs, still we paranoid keep looking over my shoulder
Niggas lying like I’m stealing swag but it’s my shit like I wrote it

[Polo G:]
These rappers really nice as hell, I’m a different nigga when I’m pissed off
Man, he say he gon press up on who?
I’ma get the steal like I’m Chris Paul
Back to back Suburbans, I’m a big dog
I was in the slums serving fentanyl
Zombie land, junkies having withdrawals
I been getting to a lot of missed calls
Turn it off, what the fuck is he talking about
I should slap him for saying he hot as me
I don’t know who could fuck with me, honestly
And they know I’m the man so they watching me
Different color bands like Monopoly
Man they must not be using his head
If he thinking I don’t keep a Glock on me
That’s like suicide if you play with us got a better chance at the lottery
Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep
Make the crowd dance, choreography
Once I got a plan ain’t no stopping me
Three car garage, million dollar crib with a foreign bitch riding on top me
A lot of people done said I won’t be shit, well I guess they owe me an apology

[Lil Baby:]
These ain’t no Guess jeans
I dropped out of school, I’m still good at math but nigga don’t test me
I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me
Still riding around with that blicky out, I hope they don’t catch me
Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street
Play like I’m dumb, as soon as it pop, I’m going retarded
He say I’m hard, and he say I’m garbage, I’m rich regardless
We in Miami in the middle of winter and we on them jet skis
And we in Atlanta, I’m running the cannon and working the red key

American Hip Hop rapper Lil Durk delivers a brand new song titled, “ All Love”. All Love MP3 download and lyrics is available below.

Lil Durk Lyrics

Lil Durk – All Love Audio

Lil Durk – All Love

 

Lil Durk – All Love Lyrics

TouchofTrent be wildin’ with it

They tell me it’s all love, but I love all
I’m CashApp’in’ a couple hundred whenever my brother call
Sometimes I like to scan the ledge, feel like I’m above ’em all
It was a joke when he copped out, now he wanna jump the wall
Them niggas always with some goofies gettin’ jumped at malls
I was tired of fuckin’ those with one condom, I made the condom fall
From stylin’ denim jacket, that shit turned to Gucci scarves
I fucked the whole world no matter who involved

It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love

Man, It’s all love
You can’t learn without my brother ’cause it’s all us
I’ma perk my brother Doodie off a small bust
But I’m a baller, when I pass the ball like, “Yeah, hut”
Gotta watch them cheesy, sneaky bitches, they be stealin’ nothin’
I talk down on the trenches, hoes know now that I’ll still fuck
But the money get me insane
And I ain’t know where the homie was
I was fucked up in the trenches, I ain’t even know what a Rollie was
I used to look up to this nigga, but he gave his homie up
‘Cause his daughter twelve years old, he gotta go do twenty-one
And I don’t fuck with no fuck niggas, so these niggas don’t owe me nothin’
Grown niggas act like kids, actin’ like they Benjamin Button
Put my own fee down for my lawyer, that shit was twenty-one-hundred
Had to detail with my dawg and he still wasn’t comin’
With his gun or without his gun, I say he still not runnin’
And he tote his gun like 50, but he still one hunnid, nigga

It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love

It’s all love, I thought it was real
He took a Percocet, wasn’t all tryna pop a pill
Tryna prove a point to pop off first, he ain’t your dawg, for real
I gotta acknowledge that Lamb’ truck ’cause I had a Bonneville
I don’t get mad when the guys tell me no ’cause I know my mama will
Different niggas, they rockin’ Polo, I’m rockin’ Tommy Hill’
Trenches niggas, they’ll drop it all when it’s time to kill
First time was a throw off on my bag when I signed the deal
They say it’s favoritism, nah, these the ones I love the most
I bought her two, three diamond chokers ’cause she love to choke
1942, the small bill, she love the boat
Dirkio, smirkio, yeah, she love the GOAT
Yeah, I love them G locks
Got away from mama, phony niggas I had to detox
They don’t even shoot at niggas no more, they love to beatbox
Walked up out your life with a pair of socks
That’s two hunnid, that’s them G socks

It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love (You won’t listen)
It’s all love

American Hip hop rapper Lil Durk delivers a brand new song titled, “Gucci Gucci” featuring Gunna. Gucci Gucci  Mp3 download and Lyrics is available below.

Lil Durk Lyrics

Lil Durk – Gucci Gucci Ft. Gunna Audio

Lil Durk – Gucci Gucci Ft. Gunna

 

Lil Durk – Gucci Gucci Ft. Gunna Lyrics

Geraldo Live on the track

Chanel, Gucci Gucci
Handbag Gucci Gucci
Emilio Pucci, Pucci
I might kiss that coochie, coochie
Lambo truck I’m Gucci Gucci
Shirt got snakes, it’s Gucci Gucci
If you snitch, you Ratatouille
Duffle bag Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci

Gucci Gucci Gucci
Bedframe Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci Gucci
Headband, stroke her coochie
Brought her ruby
Red, red
Glocks and uzis
Grab the toolie and spray everything
Diamonds bling
Pinky & The Brain while I’m switching lanes
Cuban choker, cost me a lil change, still I’ll never change
Crib blue rovers seats they lookin’ suede
Young Gunna wunna, I’m paid
Never sober, real biscotti smoker, look like purple haze
Me and Durkio we in the A, watch that Lambo race
You too slow, need to slide on on, I got road rage
Money long, this a new two-tone, different watch a day
Racks are paid for, a Gucci thong keep you Gucci bae

Chanel, Gucci Gucci
Handbag, Gucci Gucci
Emilio Pucci, Pucci
I might kiss that coochie, coochie
Lambo truck, I’m Gucci Gucci
Shirt got snakes, its Gucci Gucci
If you snitch you Ratatouille
Duffle bag, Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci

Gucci Gang like I’m Lil Pump
I’m riding around with some n***as who got the hood turnt
She suck my dick, ain’t give a shit, I wish she would stunt
Designer smoker, I smoke my own, I make Chanel Runtz
The Gucci pants, I get them tailored make em a lil’ short
Pinchin’ penny shooting dice, that shit a hood sport
That shit (Gucci Gucci)
You want Celine? I give you -ine -ine -ine (Gucci Gucci)
Gucci store text my phone they say “You need these?” (Gucci Gucci)
I spent the night, I hit the cup, I fell asleep wearing (Gucci Gucci)
Bro ‘nem call me from the trap they say they keep playing (Gucci Gucci)
When the world hear this song they gon’ keep saying (Gucci Gucci)
Ain’t no Zara, H&M, I told you these pants

Chanel Gucci Gucci
Handbag Gucci Gucci
Emilio Pucci, Pucci
I might kiss that coochie, coochie
Lambo truck I’m Gucci Gucci
Shirt got snakes, its Gucci Gucci
If you snitch you Ratatouille
Duffle bag Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci
Gucci Gucci
Everything Gucci Gucci