DECAY

[Chorus: fl.vco]
No name, bitch I'm walking (bitch I'm uh)
Gun game, I be popping (I be uh)
I never stop, I got a full clip rip my shoot shots (pop pow)
I can't help, out of the whip I stick down my Glock (POP POW)

[Verse 1: fl.vco]
Wassup, I'm breaking down (breaking down)
Look up, it's going down (going down)
No way, I couldn't see it (couldn't ah)
Man broke down into pieces, ran up, got jumped, dead, now deleted

[Refrain: fl.vco]
Busting back on all niggas, long sentence
I wanna kill us, pull up, I hop out, and dead, now spilled dust
I'm busting back on all niggas, long sentence
I wanna kill us, pull up, I hop out, and dead now spilled dust

[Chorus: fl.vco]
No name, bitch I'm walking (bitch I'm uh)
Gun game, I be popping (I be uh)
I never stop, I got a full clip rip my shoot shots (pop pow)
I can't help, out of the whip I stick down my Glock (POP POW)
Wassup

[Verse 2: EDDISON]
Bitch I'm in my head
You can't taste me
Fuck a xanax, i fight all my demons with karate
Hop out of the eh eh, gonna have some coffee
Feel like a motherfucking shit can't you stop it
Feel like I smoked motherfucking piss
But shits broccoli
Bitch like uh uh, too swaggy for all these cunts
I'm packing bitches
Ain't flagging down no one, we pass them up
We passing them, overlapping, they had to have know 'bout us by now
I come around with the 45 stuck to the night night gown, got all them rounds
I don't faze, I don't fight no hoes, I lay up and sell crack to your mom
Its double D, I get it done, and pop some sticks like this shit fun
This shit not, I hate my life, I hate my head, this shit ain't X
If I'm gon' die nigga, I'm gon' die, know that I fucked yo' bitch that's right
And that's on gang, my gang real tight, don't fuck with squares spongebob can chill, but that's about it

[Bridge: Lil Darkie]
Uh
Go away, from the gunk (from the gunk)
No day, doin nothin' (doin' nothing)
Uh, you never find me, I got a full dick, rip my pussy tiny (my pussy tiny)
Teeny, eeny, peeny piny uh
Why do my bitches wanted my daddy give up

[Verse 3: Lil Darkie]
Obama!
Bye bye nigga
I keep a red laser aimed trainer screwed to my gun
Where to these lame niggas parents, what they do to they sons
I smoke that media bunch, I'm eating veggies for lunch
You looking beat nigga, you looking tired
Why don't you quit, sit down, and just retire
Get higher, its really hard to do anyway
Who knows if this music shit will end you up with any pay
Any day, they lay awake thinking just that
Based on niggas that can not have come from Darkie's nutsack
We bust back, yeah you ram, my clam back
I need your guns, your ones, your funds, plus tax

[Outro Lil Darkie]
When I say Gunk - you say Rock!
Gunk -Rock!
Gunk - Rock!