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Mirica

[Verse 1: Darko]
I bill JaySav, just to wake up (Bill it)
16Shotz, my man can't wake up (He's dead)
**** get blade and smoked in the morning
I ride, and I bake him
Bake him, circle the opp, but vacant
Let's just cut, I ain't on waitin' (Let's cut)
I had a vision like That's So Raven
Gettin' locked up, gotta move like Bailiff

[Verse 2: TR]
16 can't wake up, better have your' blade out
You don't wanna' be on my radar (No)
I done said you better wear that vest (Wear that)
But the vest won't protect your' head (Oh no)
5 man caught up, chinged that rass (Yeah)
Now they lookin' like [?] (Rrr)
You can fell flat on your' facе like ****
Tell you "Rise right back", movin' likе DMX

[Verse 3: Darko]
Oi, any sight of the jakes, I'm racin'
Shit, free my guys out the station (Free the guys)
Don't be like them, writin' statements
For the pavement, them man outrageous (Some snitches)
How many times have I backed my stainless?
Screamin' in public, wanna' be famous (Oh man)
Oh well, end up on the pavement
Check a man, rise up and aim it (Bow)

[Verse 4: TR]
Darko gave out a dangerous cheff
It's slow, got him down, so we dealt with the rest (Rrr)
Stressed, we both locked up, that's dead
I'm the baddest on the road and I'll put it to the test
Me and S on a big boy ped
We don't leave their' block 'till, sum' dead (Never)
Point blank range on the block no less
Clap that [?] (Clap that)

[Verse 5: Darko & TR]
Chest shot had an opp boy swimmin'
They throw no bine, but they're movin' timid (Dickheads)
Slide 'round there, bruck-back, man fill it
Lift it, rise up and bill it
Fuck the sweet thing, that's smoke on blem
Slick Rick, hit him from the whip (Bow)
Fling comes to the ends, spin that Benz
I know them niggas there stressed (They're stressed)

[Verse 6: Darko & TR]
They haven't put in no work for a minute
Get bored in your' face, had my arm up-kicking (Fuckboy)
Fuckboy, had him runnin' like chicken
Hoppin' counters, I know you ain't with it (Neom)
Donny's layed flat on the bonnet
You really ain't with it
High-street sayin' that it's the best
You're lucky never [?] that glass
It was a tropical rythm instead

[Verse 7: Darko]
Many man that would stay nameless
Cut it, I don't wanna' hear that playlist
Turn that off, their' friends are brainless
Camp outside, or wait where you're stayin' (I'm there)
No hold back, I'm free sprayin'
It's fryin', we're not bacon
Them man out here leavin' their' friend
Shouldn't have left, get put in a Benz