• Title:Sharing Locations (feat. Lil Baby & Lil Durk) (Explicit)
  • Artist:Meek Mill;Lil Durk;Lil Baby
  • Album:Sharing Locations (feat. Lil Baby & Lil Durk) [Explicit]
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    Sharing Locations (feat. Lil Baby & Lil Durk) (Explicit) - Meek Mill/Lil Durk/Lil Baby
    Lyrics by:Robert Williams/Dominique Jones/Durk Banks/Nikolas Papamitrou/Alexander Papamitrou/Nii Tetteh/Dominik Svoroboric
    KJ what you got goin' on man

    Yo Nick Papz make it slap
    Meek Mill/Lil Durk/Lil Baby:
    I got a little b***h from the hood
    I call her "Gang" she don't play with that bae s**t
    I be f**kin' this NBA n***a b***h
    'Cause she know I ain't ever gon' say s**t
    New contract big like I play ball
    Lil' boy I ain't nothin' to play with
    I told her "Pull up" she told me she can't
    Her n***a be sharin' location
    Yeah I was ridin' in the Ghost with the ghost gun
    Seen you out with your kids so you owe one
    And my man in the can while you takin' out the trash
    He pop with the MAC like "Don't run"
    Gave her a pill they all get high you ever had a foursome
    It's too much cash for me to hide I had to give lil' bro some
    I f**k her raw from time to time I don't show no emotion
    But when he died he had them racks he had to make a GoFund
    I hang with the hitters who train the killers
    Who send all the n***as on store runs
    I got me a check and I bought me a 'Cat
    And I went on the block and did donuts
    Lil Durk:
    I hang with all the murderers
    I'm payin' all the lawyers for the murderers
    I'm puttin' all my dice on the murderers
    You don't wanna see me with the murderers murderers
    Yeah Rolls Royce swervin' famous b***h curvin'
    Seen you out in traffic you was lookin' nervous
    Ran it up on accident then they thought it was on purpose
    I know for a fact I'm blastin' man I never get too worried
    Hunnid racks in hunnids stick like cursive I been sellin' verses
    One time I lied inside my song I ain't gonna buy her no Birkin
    Homicide on my mind when I slide I ain't tryna see no hearses
    He ain't even die by the gun took a fake pill n***a died off Percs
    Shorty look perfect
    Perfect
    P***y was worth it go get her some purses
    My diamonds be hittin' like we in a Versuz
    We stickin' together this s**t in a cursive
    I'm f**kin' with Durkio
    I get like the jeweler with Baby bought two anniversaries
    Go to Atlanta to Copper Cove me
    Brother
    Bad lil' b***hes all over me
    Way too ranked up ain't no exposin' me
    No way
    She wanna go to the mall
    Let's get it
    Got up and went to the pop-up
    In Louis in SoHo and ordered it all
    I'm in this b***h with The Voice and The Hero
    These n***as is weirdos ain't goin' this hard
    I'm from the P that's gang
    All these n***as know me I hang with
    Murderers