So What
Lil Durk Lyrics


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Real drank, non fool you hear me
Politickin' with these diamonds on me
I should've been a politician nigga

50 racks when I pull up
The city know that I'm so up
Your man got money? Bitch so what?
Your car rented? Bitch so what?
I'm the street, they know I'm nuts
Fuck relations, let me fuck
My bitch she mixed, my bitch a mutt
My Beyoncé turn me up
So what? You know I'm richer than you
So what? That chopper fit good in the coupe
So what? My shooters is itchin' to shoot
So what? So what?

So what?
Got a 30 round clip and that bitch like 20 ounces like a cup
Try your luck, yeah baby good luck
And if I got me a strap your ass get stuck, up
Green machine, green machine
I won't drink none' but clean
Fuck you from the back, spleen
I fuck that pussy 'til it bleeds
Diamonds like a Robin jeans
I know they wanna rob me
I know they wanna shout with me
They know it's no stoppin' me
Cutly with a big tee top and some rebars on me
I drunk all the mud mud up, I need detox only, hey
I don't wanna do none' but butt, so I don't need a deep cock on me
These fuck niggas like paint, they just flip flop on me

50 racks when I pull up
The city know that I'm so up
Your man got money? Bitch so what?
Your car rented? Bitch so what?
I'm the street, they know I'm nuts
Fuck relations, let me fuck
My bitch she mixed, my bitch a mutt
My Beyoncé turn me up
So what? You know I'm richer than you
So what? That chopper fit good in the coupe
So what? My shooters is itchin' to shoot
So what? So what?

All my diamonds dancin', water, yeah
Big ass truck like Forgi's, yeah
I'm the shit like toilets, yeah
Trap house, no quarter, yeah
Chump change on mortgage yeah
Your main boo so corny yeah
MAC, Rugers, and choppers, yeah
Guarantee that forty here
So what?
Might fuck her once and I nut
So what?
I'm sticking my thumb in her butt
So what?
Spent 50K on these cuts
So what?
We got a city to flood
More money, more lean, more guns, more bitches, more jewels
More cars, more niggas, more swag, more traps, more tools
More cryin', more snitchin', niggas givin' police more clues
And I ain't fuckin' with him
Nigga free Zoo
Let's get it

50 racks when I pull up
The city know that I'm so up
Your man got money? Bitch so what?
Your car rented? Bitch so what?
I'm the street, they know I'm nuts
Fuck relations, let me fuck
My bitch she mixed, my bitch a mutt
My Beyoncé turn me up
So what? You know I'm richer than you
So what? That chopper fit good in the coupe




So what? My shooters is itchin' to shoot
So what? So what?

Overall Meaning

In the first section of the song, Lil Durk is boasting about his wealth and success in the rap game. He declares that he is above others who don't have as much money or success as he does. He also talks about his preference for clean drank and diamonds, saying that he should have been a politician with all his politicking fingers. The first verse sets the tone for the song and establishes Durk's bravado.


In the chorus, Durk continues to assert his dominance by asking rhetorical questions to those who may try to compete with him. He asks if their man has money or if their car is rented, ultimately responding with the dismissive phrase, "So what?" Durk also mentions his connection to the streets and his desire to avoid relationships in favor of meaningless sexual encounters.


Line by Line Meaning

Real drank, non fool you hear me
I am drinking real alcohol, not a fake substitute


Politickin' with these diamonds on me
I am using my presence and flashy appearance to gain influence and power


I should've been a politician nigga
I have all the traits required to be successful in politics


50 racks when I pull up
I always have a lot of money with me


The city know that I'm so up
The people in the city are familiar with my wealth and status


Your man got money? Bitch so what?
I am not intimidated or impressed by someone else's wealth


Your car rented? Bitch so what?
I am not interested in status symbols that can be easily obtained


I'm the street, they know I'm nuts
I am well-known and respected on the streets, and I am unpredictable


Fuck relations, let me fuck
I do not care about developing meaningful relationships with people, I only care about sexual pleasure


My bitch she mixed, my bitch a mutt
My girlfriend is of mixed ethnicity and I am proud of it


My Beyoncé turn me up
My girlfriend Beyoncé is the one who motivates and inspires me


So what? You know I'm richer than you
I am superior to you in terms of wealth and status


That chopper fit good in the coupe
My gun fits perfectly in the car


My shooters is itchin' to shoot
My associates are eager and ready to use their guns


Got a 30 round clip and that bitch like 20 ounces like a cup
I have a large ammunition clip on my gun


Try your luck, yeah baby good luck
If you try to challenge me, good luck to you


And if I got me a strap your ass get stuck, up
If I have my gun with me, you are in trouble


Green machine, green machine
I have a green (money-making) state of mind


I won't drink none' but clean
I only drink pure and expensive alcohol


Fuck you from the back, spleen
I am having rough sexual intercourse with you


I fuck that pussy 'til it bleeds
I am having aggressive and non-consensual sex with you


Diamonds like a Robin jeans
My diamonds are as shiny and iconic as Robin jeans


I know they wanna rob me
I am aware that people want to steal from me


They know it's no stoppin' me
People are aware that I am unstoppable and nothing can hold me back


More money, more lean, more guns, more bitches, more jewels
I want more money, drugs, weapons, women and jewelry


More cars, more niggas, more swag, more traps, more tools
I want more cars, men, style, drug dens and weapons


More cryin', more snitchin', niggas givin' police more clues
If I get caught for anything, more people will snitch and make it worse


Nigga free Zoo
I want my friend Zoo to be released from jail


Might fuck her once and I nut
I am only having sex with this woman once before finishing


I'm sticking my thumb in her butt
I am engaging in anal sex with this woman


Spent 50K on these cuts
I have spent a lot of money on my jewelry


Guarantee that forty here
I am certain that I will have a gun with me


All my diamonds dancin', water, yeah
All my jewelry is dazzling, like it is dancing in the water


Big ass truck like Forgi's, yeah
I have a large truck with fancy wheels


I'm the shit like toilets, yeah
I am extremely cool and desirable


Trap house, no quarter, yeah
My drug-selling house has no mercy for those who enter it


Chump change on mortgage yeah
I am not worried about paying my mortgage because it is a small amount for me


Your main boo so corny yeah
Your significant other is boring and uninteresting to me


MAC, Rugers, and choppers, yeah
I own multiple guns of different types


So what?
I don't care about your opinion or thoughts




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Durk Banks, Jeffrey Williams, Adonis Amos Staton

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[Verse 1]
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If you let him borrow money, if he don't bring it back, he crazy (So what?)
I seen niggas finesse they weed bags, they lyin' about they flavours (So what?)
Fresh out of jail, he scared to hold a gun, he actin' up, I'ma tase him (Woah, woah, woah)
Last time I fell asleep on the phone with a bitch, I had a razr (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Even though you got a name, you ain't got no money, they gon' play you (Woah, woah)
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I'm definition of a street nigga, I don't tell everybody I can save 'em (So what?)



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[Chorus]
Can't take care of your kids but you payin' for all the masses (So what?)
You know how I miss, think about bro, I can't imagine (So what?)
I tell a bitch "No" but I go back up my savage (So what?)
I don't care if she know, I still treat her like she average (So what?)
Keep the calories low, how you walk around with these carats? (So what?)
Sleepin' on the floor, stacked up my coats, I'm too embarrassed (So what?)
Cudi was a G.O.A.T., you just don't know, R.I.P. Iris (So what?)
Call me Smurkio, I dye my dreads, I'm a lion (I'm a lion)

[Verse 2]
Go to Cali', get za'd, I don't even post it, I need minutes (Woah, woah, woah)
Don't blame me, I'm in a big war and I'm ridin' 'round with my children (Woah, woah, woah)
Some call me a dead beat, that's the real reason, I'm serious (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Why you want me to ride around in danger, ho'? I'm curious (Yeah, yeah)
Pass me another adderall, that put me outta my feelings (Yeah)
Forty million of a catalog, I'm Smurkio, I'm different (You know I'm different)
I done took off street niggas on tour with me, I'm gifted (Woah, woah)
Remember you was the big homie? I'm the big homie, it shifted (Woah, woah)
Even though I got a public case, if I see his ass, I risk it (I risk it)
And I let my sons curse, but I told them can't disrespect they women (Respect they women)
Back then, he was hatin' on me, I'll never take your opinion (Take your opinion)
Back then, in the trench days, got hot water out the skillet (Woah, woah)
How you say you a real nigga and you ain't stuntin' on no business? (Woah)
Lil' bro done off them pills, woah, that's fail-block like snitches (Fail-block like snitches)
I'm the voice, so now you not descendin' with tickets (Woah, woah)
Unemployed, you ain't got no excuses, nigga, you trippin' (So what?)

[Chorus]
Can't take care of your kids but you payin' for all the masses (So what?)
You know how I miss, think about bro, I can't imagine (So what?)
I tell a bitch "No" but I go back up my savage (So what?)
I don't care if she know, I still treat her like she average (So what?)
Keep the calories low, how you walk around with these carats? (So what?)
Sleepin' on the floor, stacked up my coats, I'm too embarrassed (So what?)
Cudi was a G.O.A.T., you just don't know, R.I.P. Iris (So what?)
Call me Smurkio, I dye my dreads, I'm a lion (I'm a lion)

[Outro]
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I’d say the vocal mix is a bit quiet but it’s definitely a good song

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