SHOOT PEOPLE YOU DON’T LIKE

[Intro]
Hello, I'm Lil Darkie
I yell
I smoke
I shoot things
I, uh, I shoot things

[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Bridge]
Bang, bang, Spider Gang
Shoot people, we don't hang

[Verse 3]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Outro]
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)