CHET - Lil Darkie

They are standing at the door

With the blower in they hand

Ready to put you on the floor

Fuck them niggas

Fuck them niggas

Fuck them niggas

Whatchu know

Got a stoggie in my hand

He threw lil homie to the floor

Fuck them ciggas

Fuck them ciggas

Fuck them

Ciggarettes

You ain’t met my niggas yet

Asking me for shit you must think

This ain’t something bigger yet

How you figure that?

Way he do it like he want it

You unwanted

Uniconic

Go make trillers

Go break ceilings

Go hurt feelings

Go make millions

You’ll make millions of it

The more the profit

The better

On the news with new chet ubetcha

And we chatting bout getting cheddar

Blunt ash on my sweater

Draw myself, that’s getting meta

Think you brave gripping the metal

La broad day sunny weather

I’m just tryna smoke on my petal

Fuck you niggas in the ass

I’m accomplishing a task

Loving people in a mass amount

Dropping out

I don’t even know what this class aboiut

Teach me business

Teach me taxes

Fix our masses

Niggas think I’m black

Nigga I’m Indian

Get off of my back

All races are synonyms

For any stupid human sack

That can walk the block and talk

That got a pussy or a cock

That grip a dick a stick or rock

Fuck do you mean

I don’t pop beans unless it wit rice

I do not drive I pedal these bikes

I smoke a blunt the pedal be nice

I smoke a joint it look like a elbow

Believe in god ain’t going to hell tho

Hell no

I keep stick like the cross

I shoot that love at who I come across

I’m not too worried how I come across

I know who I am

I’m the man

Michael he live in a van

Might go to Venice eat molé and jam

I’m making racks I gotta do taxes

You is so broke that we in different brackets

I file quarterly

Make sure they orderly

You wonder where could that quarter be

If you a rich nigga do a backflip

I don’t care bout this rap shit

I just wan make my music take a nap bitch

I’m that nigga like all of the time

You a winner when you eating dinner

Straighten your spine