Lil Durk – When I Was Little

Percocet sick to my stomach
Yeah, I can litter you (turn up)
Don’t drink that green shit, wedding ring my pinky
I got two beams, now you little (little)
I got two beams, now you little (let’s get it)
Percocet sick to my stomach (get it)
I didn’t take drugs when I was little
Pinky ring cost nine stacks, yeah
I got two beams, now you little (let’s get it)
I was fucked up when I was little (was fucked up)
[Verse 1]
Multiply and crush, shout out to scammers
Honda Accord, we was trappin’ in
I was fucked up when I was little
You already know how I’m comin’ (ayy)
Ain’t no I in us, I’m too high to trust
And I just ran up a hundred bands
My skin inky, smoke that stinky
Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (drugs)
Before the P’s, had dime bags
[Chorus]
I ain’t never had no money (guns)
Nut in her face and she rub it in
I ain’t never had no money (let’s get it)
Gave him my watch and he flooding it

I was fucked up when I was little (gang)
See my face cost another ten
[Chorus]
I didn’t take drugs when I was little
I’ll fuck your bitch if she put it in
See the stores they was runnin’ in
Snatch and grab, got my bitch a bag
You told on the audio
Stack them books, you political (let’s get it)
I didn’t take drugs when I was little (turn up)
Them’ll come with chemicals
New generation dying fast
I was fucked up when I was little
You already know how I’m comin’ (let’s get it)
Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (drugs)
Percocet sick to my stomach (get it)
I was fucked up when I was little (money)
Nigga that’s an interview
Had a Ford, now I got a Benz
Cough syrup, two caps

Percocet sick to my stomach
You can’t name a bitch that I ain’t touch
I got two beams, now you little (little)
My bitch she decent, she know I eat it
I can litter you (litter you)
I was fucked up when I was little (was fucked up)
I didn’t take drugs when I was little (turn up)
New Prada, two straps
My bank account, 21, 21
Niggas sippin’ on the cutter ten
That forty cal, 21, 21
Eleven years, got nine in
Bitch I’m ballin’ like Above the Rim
Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (shooters)
She say I’m freaky, she know I’m geekin’
I was fucked up when I was little (gang)
I ain’t never had no money (guns)
You already know how I’m comin’ (ayy)
I was fucked up when I was little (money)
Got drugs in Idaho
I ain’t never had no money (let’s get it)
Bag on your head, get rid of you
You already know how I’m comin’ (let’s get it)
I got the pounds for, 21
[Verse 2]
Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (shooters)
Now I’m Balmain rocking, came a long way from Von Dutch
I fuck her, she 21, 21