SHOOT PEOPLE YOU DON'T LIKE

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)