Lyrics

What you know about rarkin'? What you know about rails in the mornin'? What you know about anythin', boy? Oh, you ain't goin' to sleep Fuck goin' to sleep, I'm four days deep (on the rark) Poppin' bottles and I'm always causin' trouble (on the rark) Been here before (on the rark) And there's plenty more to come Rodad, I was born in the rark Got babes, got stacks, yeah, call me Tony Stark Ten drinks deep, 'bout to fuck a sheep Too busy rarkin', no time to sleep Fourth day rark, Rodad in the buildin' I'm in the rest home, fuck your nana while she quiltin' Die for the chicken on that two week bender 300 bitches that I matched on Tinder Grab the crack, grab the coke Grab the lightbulb, we 'bout to smoke Chasin' dragons, stab the vain Trippin' balls, no brain Fuck goin' to sleep, I'm four days deep (on the rark) Poppin' bottles and I'm always causin' trouble (on the rark) Been here before (on the rark) And there's plenty more to come (on the rark) I'm a prisoner to the rark 2 a.m. in Wangaz got me walkin' in the dark Bitches holla at me 'cause they know I'm from Machete Viagra in my drink so you know I pack that semi Better watch out when we park up the odyssey Lads on tour, (It's the rark, it's the cure) Wake the fuck up, there's a pinga in your butt 'Cause we ain't slowin' up for some bitches and some sluts We hittin' all the clubs and they ain't even ready Couple Cruisers, Wild Moose and a can of Spaghetti Sober ain't an option when you ball with Mr. Martin (Mr. Martin) Nothin' personal, we're just rarkin' Smokin' grass (whoa), smokin' glass Hope you're payin' attention, that's the end of the class The wolf pack comin' out, so hide all your meat Now go and ask your girl how she met Murder Beatz, yeah Fuck goin' to sleep, I'm four days deep (on the rark) Poppin' bottles and I'm always causin' trouble (on the rark) Been here before (on the rark) And there's plenty more to come (on the rark) Four in the mornin' but nobody snorin' Trapped in the rark, common sense I'm ignorin' Dabbin' on stage, it's a party, It's a rave Stuck in the rark, it's surrounded by a cage As the night goes by, I'm standin' and I'm leanin' Tryna' fish these waters 'cause the pussy there is teemin' 40 drinks deep, can't go to sleep Lost in the street with the boys and Murder beat (DBB, can you hear me?) I've been consumed by the weed and the Hennessy Rark hard but it won't be the death of me Pass out, wake up with a bitch Stephanie For my legacy add another felony Back in the studio makin' all these melodies By the toilet, by the rark If you go to sleep, you get a pinga in your ass Fuck goin' to sleep, I'm four days deep (on the rark) Poppin' bottles and I'm always causin' trouble (on the rark) Been here before (on the rark) And there's plenty more to come (on the rark) Comin' back to Wangaz for the vicious rark season Got a smile on my face 'cause the green I've been breathin' Spawn on the rark, might as well be the devil You can't fuck with us 'cause you ain't on our level Machete Clan together spittin' for the tape Biggest rark yet and there ain't no escape Pingas, coke, and got a couple tabs DBB mackin' bitches while he's showin' 'em his dab Bottles on bottles, fillin' up my cups Swipin' right on Tinder, threesome, jack it up What you gonna do, aye, rark Pop a pin'a up your butt You can't leave the rark Fuck goin' to sleep, I'm four days deep (on the rark) Poppin' bottles and I'm always causin' trouble (on the rark) Been here before (on the rark) And there's plenty more to come (On the rark) (On the rark) (On the rark, rark, rark, rark, rark, rark, rark, rark) (Rark, rark, rark, rark, rark, rark, rark, rark) (On the rark)
Writer(s): Isaac Robin Chamberlain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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