MAHATMA GANDHI

Lyrics

[Intro: BLCKK] Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: BLCKK] I walk in this bitch, somebody need to die (Somebody need to die) Split that bitch in half, I'm fuckin' certified Pablo Escobar you faggots, who gon' testify? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Pow-pow-pow-pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, brought that shit inside (Brought that shit inside) Please don't fuck my money up, I don't want no prison time (Bap, bap) I see you talk 'bout runnin' up, well, bitch, I'm right here And I'm fifteen bottles deep and shit Said "I can't think for shit", smell like blood and alcohol Shit, I keep sleepin' in, I love when people die around me That's 'cause you talk about me I love money more than you, I need nine-hundred-thousand Fuck it, triple that, I'm tryna need like twenty-five accountants [Verse 2: CHRIST DILLINGER] Got a gun so big, don't gotta aim, four stars, real life, not GTA I try to slap a nigga every day, slap the shit out a nigga, no explanation I'll shoot a nigga before I chase him, beat the shit out a nigga like degeneration Beat the shit out a nigga like Randy Savage, beat the shit out a nigga, gang task force Beat the shit out a nigga that's not my horse I only smoke two strains, strong and stronger Bigger drum, it shoot for longer I beat the shit outta anything causing problem I can't go within fifteen feet of the pussy I can't go within fifteen feet of a kitchen OG Sherbert, this shit hittin' Slap a nigga in his face so hard, he shittin' Slap a nigga so hard, I break his whole jaw Slap a nigga so hard, he eat out a straw Slap a nigga so hard, turn to Anderson Silva Slap a nigga so hard— Rrr [Refrain: Lil Darkie] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Cut his head off, I wanna cut his head off, I'm gonna Cut his head off, I'm 'boutta cut his head off [Verse 3: Lil Darkie] I'm 'boutta pull up to yo' (Yeah), I'm 'boutta hit you with that (Yeah) I'm 'boutta shoot you with this (Yeah), I'm 'boutta split you with that (Yeah) I'm 'boutta—, you with a— Yeah, I'm 'boutta kill you with a claymore When you're dead, you cannot say more I will shoot you with an AR-15 I will kill a child, he will not become a teen Brand new GLOCK, with a green beam I am violent, I'm extremely mean When I'm outside, I'm seen with lean Big ass gun, send you to the Sun Big ass gun, send you to Saturn I could kill you and it wouldn't matter Big ass gun, send you to Jupiter Smokin' strong, now I feel like Lucifer Smokin' weed, now I feel like Gandhi I do not fuck with Mahatma Gandhi I will fuckin' kill Mahatma Gandhi I got somethin' here for Mahatma Gandhi Come over here, Mahatma Gandhi Bam, shot Mahatma Gandhi Then I piss on Mahatma Gandhi Then I spit on Mahatma Gandhi Take a shit on Mahatma Gandhi [Outro: Christ Dillinger, Lil Darkie, BLCKK] Bring him back, and kill him again Bring him back, and kill him again Bring him back, and kill him again