Top Songs By Lil Darkie
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Darkie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Hamilton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wendigo
Producer
Lyrics
Salt and vinegar chips
Sour cream and onion chips
Salt cream and sour vinegar onion chips
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (Huh), yeah, yeah (Huh)
Yeah (Huh), yeah, okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everyday, another pussy ass nigga got some shit to say
Talkin' crazy but these niggas never with the fade
Makin' smoke, how these niggas tryin' to get they place
All that energy you put out will disintegrate, disintegrate
Showin' love, never reciprocate
All these faggot ass niggas we eliminate
If you a racist ass nigga, I'll discriminate
Everybody always want you to assimilate, assimilate
Can you make this guap I'm finna make?
How much more of them opiates can your liver take?
Askin' why your life is so shitty, you should investigate
Get the fuck off of the internet and go meditate, meditate
Maybe one day you can levitate to heaven's gate
And tell me if it's a better place
Show you what, this is a body then I can demonstrate
All of the spiders, tha realest bitch, we are never fake
Stick our dicks in the underground and disseminate
Everything you built is so shitty, we had to renovate
Eatin' so good, if you want it then I can send a plate
I bust seven nuts in the person I'm fucking when I mate
I thought that a pussy ass nigga had some shit to say
Why they talkin' crazy but these niggas never with the fade?
Always makin' smoke, how these niggas tryin' to get they place
All that energy you put out will disintegrate
I'm part of the everything, but I won't integrate
I'm the Spider-Man, nigga ain't pullin' up with the cape
He got stuck up in the web, make sure he won't get away
I just made a million dollars, I'm rubbin' it in your face
I just beat you niggas to it, and there ain't even a race
I've been moving like a fluid, you acid up in the base
Alright, alright, alright (Look, look, look)
Stupid motherfucker with the human brain, cumin stain
On my shirt, how you been prayin', human brain?
Got dak dori chicken on my plate, I'm 'bout to eat that up
I got cum stained up on her shirt, she had to eat that up
I just put like 30 racks in a money clip, that's a 30 clip
I've been moving in the gutter with my brothers
We be making that dirty shit
Stop with all the talking
I don't really give a single fuck about a wordy bitch
I don't want to be a part of what you're doing, nigga you like 36
Everyday, another pussy ass nigga got some shit to say
Talkin' crazy but these niggas never with the fade
Makin' smoke, how these niggas tryin' to get they place
All that energy you put out will disintegrate, disintegrate
Disintegrate, disintegrate
Writer(s): Alexander Wacksman, Joshua Hamilton
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