Lyrics

Hello, I'm Lil Darkie I yell I smoke I shoot things I, uh, I shoot things Fuck what you is, what you ain't Nigga, you a walkin' taint I might faint I'm a saint How 'bout not Nigga stop Huh, fuck yo' inhibitions I'ma drown 'em in the drop In the wock witcha your pops at cops on my block Rock with the killers and the Naz, yeah Niggas that might spill you with the Glock Get the vision like a hawk Boy got intuition like he's Spock, yuh During intermission, you can talk to your friends I don't stop at the ends I keep pushin' Leave your dreams on a cushion I be rollin' like I'm sparkin' You ain't even throw the cushion Uh, I'm the motherfucker on a mission, yuh We the motherfuckers make decisions, yuh Shout out my-shout out my brain Got pummeled, I lied on my stream Lobotomize mainframe Do what we sodomized Main bitch fucked up I've through a lotta highs, man get tucked up Uh, I'm gonna gas that nitrogen Site 'em in Fight your friends I'll insight a riot Shots he got leave you on a diet Shots he got leave you on the floor Lil Darkie he want some more Whore, you that type of bitch You won't fight, I'll snipe you bitch Bang, bang, Spider Gang Shoot people, we don't hang Put, put, put, put, suck my nut up Bitch, you fucked up You so stuck up Batta-batta ba, batta, ba-ba boo Talk about it bad, but it come back to Fuckin' with a bad babe Come at fu Better buck up 'fore you get fucked up too With the gang and the strap Tonight like hell Let it swing got a chain like wow Let it bang 'cause I love that sound Men insane when I hit my green I will hit whatever you in Set you free from a world of sin Shoot people you don't like, why the fuck not? Bloodshot, Tough luck, going through a rough spot Yuh, shoot people you don't like Shoot people take their life, yuh Ay, listen, kids If someone ever steps on your shoes or looks at you funny I'ma tell you what you do, alright? What you do is you pull out the strap Then you aim it at their head And then one, two, pop You shoot 'em in the head, and they're gone It's easy like that, one, two, they're over Bing batta boom (chh, brrrt)
Writer(s): Alexander Wacksman, Joshua Hamilton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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