Lil Durk Lyrics
Read the official lyrics to ‘Computer Murderers’ by rapper Lil Durk. ‘Computer Murderers’ is the introductory song on Lil Durk’ 7220(Deluxe) album. The song was produced by TouchofTrent and Trillbans.
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Lil Durk – Computer Murderers Lyrics
Intro
No auto, grrah
Smurk, yeah
(TouchofTrent be wilding with it)
Verse 1
Check on your mans, I heard he got hit in his head (Hello?)
But he almost died so I can say his name ’cause he ain’t dead (Wooski)
How you let a nigga vouch for you who just got out the feds? (Pussy)
Sneaking pics by Von mural like lil’ bro won’t come out and spin (Grrah, grrah, bop, bop)
He ain’t hurt a fly so he ain’t count, I still’ll give him ten (Still’ll give him ten)
I got hoes I call my sisters, fucking opps, them hoes dead (Bitch)
I don’t let ’em play with Varney, I’m just waiting on my chance (On Moe, on Pluto)
If Varney say a nigga dead then the nigga dead (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Lil’ bro you can hop in here, this bitch a hot car (It’s a hot car)
They like, “Bro, it’s Nuk,” nah, it’s Smurk, nigga (Fah, fah, fah)
You can’t play no games, you play with other niggas, nah, nah (Nah, nah, nah)
You ain’t from my block if you don’t know Tayski, Budda and Chop (Man, what?)
Interlude
Yeah, yeah (Mhm, mhm)
Pass my pills, nigga
Finna act crazy in this bitch, hold on (And that bitch go, “Fah, fah, fah”)
Watch this, ayy, watch this
Verse 2
Bro ‘nem in that Track, they doing ninety down that school zone (Skrrt)
Mama say I’m tripping, I’m with my niggas like a group home
I ain’t getting mad, I’m tryna rob ’em, call my boo phone
Bitch, I’m from the trenches, you gotta fuck me to my new song (Yeah, yeah)
Mmm, I don’t mention dead opps (Yeah, yeah)
If you really did it, you ain’t gon’ say it ’cause the feds hot (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bro, I told your ass, I want his head, I don’t want no leg shot (Bop)
Breakfast time, they get on niggas early, want they eggs hot
Headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here)
Headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here)
Uh-uh, headshot (Bop-bop), headshot, headshot (Come here)
Headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here), headshot, (Come here)
Headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here), headshot (Come here, come here)
Speed off, hold on, bro, I think he still breathing
Lamp on niggas late at night, she think I’m still cheating (Skrrt)
Headshot for every block (Bop), we still grieving (Bop-bop)
You wasn’t around when he died, your bitch ass still teasing (Pussy)
Headshot, headshot (Pussy ass), headshot, headshot, headshot
(Ain’t stunting none of y’all pussy ass)
Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
(Ain’t stunting none of y’all pussy ass)
Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
(Ain’t stunting none of y’all pussy ass)
Y’all can have the internet (Headshot, headshot, headshot)
Ain’t stunting none of y’all pussy ass
Y’all can have the internet (Headshot, headshot, headshot)
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