Oohwee lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Hundred racks, bustin' out the Louis bag, ooh wee
If I like the b*tch I'ma buy a Birkin bag, ooh wee
I just f*cked a rapper baby momma, I'm like, ooh wee
Look at my jewels, look at my chain, I'm like, ooh wee
I just mixed the perky with the xan, I'm like, ooh wee
I just had a threesome with yo' friend, I'm like, ooh wee
Ooh wee, ooh wee
Ooh wee, ooh wee

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
f*cked this b*tch and gave her back, I just brought my killer strap
I put Chicago on the map, I'm a man, I'm a threat
Gang member and I rap, say he gang but that's cap
Johnny dang, that sh*t crap, f*ck this b*tch on Insta snap
Millionaire I got clout, f*cked that b*tch 'cause I got clout
Put a xanny in her mouth, put a perky in her mouth
We be in the field, for real, n*ggas they be in the house
Keep on frontin' like you like her, I'ma back door
And we got so many MACs, like an apple
And I got on Armani jean on my tracksuit
You ain't get no cash, don't ask hoe
I ain't got no xan, molly all in the capsule
Look at my wrist, look at my gang, look at my drip
Look at my b*tch, Gucci snake, look at her hip
Got a LA b*tch, she like the coke
I got a NYC b*tch she say, "Yoke"
Even though I got a mansion, b*tch, I sleep in New York
And the way I drip designer, like I sleep in the store
And she bad and boujee, if he rat I call him ratatouille
Look at the back of the jewelry
Got my AP from Shine, he got me shinin'
I got my choker from Izzy, look at these diamonds
Balenciaga running shoes, I be stylin'
And I'd rather dress myself, f*ck a stylist
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Hundred racks, bustin' out the Louis bag, ooh wee
If I like the b*tch, I'ma buy a Birkin bag, ooh wee
I just f*cked a rapper baby momma, I'm like, "Ooh wee"
Look at my jewels, look at my chain, I'm like, "Ooh wee"
I just mixed the perky with the xan, I'm like, "Ooh wee"
I just had a threesome with yo' friend, I'm like, "Oohwee"
Ooh wee, ooh wee
Ooh wee, ooh wee

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
I put Detroit on the map, let them n*ggas get off
It's bags on all my b*tch, they come outside and knock they sh*t off
These Jack Boys see that jewelry, they gon' make you take that sh*t off
The opps look like big boys, n*ggas can't touch me, I'm Big Dawg
100 racks on the other end like a kickoff, 10-4
Same day, we gon' kill dawg, y'all beef last for a year long
Outta town to go get the bag and that sh*t sold before I get home
Y'all sneak dissin' then see me, y'all get to di*k suckin', you n*ggas weirdos
I came up from nothing, n*gga, you can't tell me sh*t
Soon as I hit, call her n*gga phone, "Come get this b*tch"
You come meet her at the corner, bro, don't pull up to my crib
Big FN, if I let it hit, that car gonna flip
I done made it thru that mud and that rain
Reach for my neck, it's gon' be blood on this chain
That real n*gga sh*t ain't on me, it run through my veins
You ain't gang, better run from that bang, I got aim n*gga
Blah!
[Bridge: Lil Durk]
Ooh, let me tell you about Chicago and Detroit
Let me tell you about Chicago and Detroit
Ooh, about Chicago and Detroit
Gang gang gang!

[Verse 3: Tee Grizzley]
I've been to O'Block, for real
I really don' seen them drills
Yo' b*tch a freak, for real
Wet up her sheets, for real
Wet up yo' tee, for real
Show you how nina feel
How much it cost to show my face? A ki, for real

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Hundred racks, bustin' out the Louis bag, ooh wee
If I like the b*tch, I'ma buy a Birkin bag, ooh wee
I just f*cked a rapper baby momma, I'm like, "Ooh wee"
Look at my jewels, look at my chain, I'm like, "Ooh wee"
I just mixed the perky with the xan, I'm like, "Ooh wee"
I just had a threesome with yo' friend, I'm like, "Ooh wee"
Ooh wee, ooh wee
Ooh wee, ooh wee