SHOOT PEOPLE YOU DON’T LIKE

Lyrics

[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 your inhibitions, I'ma drown 'em in the drop And the Wock', we should pop at the cops on my block Rock with the killers in the nox, yeah Niggas that might spill you with the Glock Keep 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 kush in (Yeah) Uh, I'm the motherfucker on a mission (Yeah) We the motherfuckers make decisions (Yeah) [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 been through a lotta highs, man, get touched up Uh, I'm on that gas, that nitrogen Sight 'em in Fight your friends I'll incite a riot Shots to your gut leave you on a diet Shots to your gut 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 a lotta bad, but it come back too Fuckin' with a bad babe Come at foo' 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] Ayy, 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, badda-boom (Chh, brrrt)