MONEY BOX GUNK ROCK

The crimson chin!


[Verse 1: Lil Darkie]
I dont wanna die
But I could pull the plug
I dont wanna die
Sinkin' in the rug
I been way too high
Thats relatable
You're an evil guy
You look fade-able
You not very dark, thats debatable
Nothing readable
Walk up in that bitch and take a table
Uh uh
The spiders in my eyes
My cheese ain't grate-able
Spiders in my eyes
Created a book, we made a song

[EDDISON]
Stop, stop
Stop, stop
Stop, stop
Stop, stop
Stop, stop, stop
See me nigga
With the pink shit
Pop a pink shit
I'm a piece of shit
Fuckin on your bitch
She lick on-
Okay honestly
[?]
I dont need an igloo
I dont need an igloo
I dont need to flee no mo'
I dont even see no mom
Im seeing your mom
Im seeing your mom
Im seeing your dad
Im feeling your bag
Im feeling your bag, and you is a fag
Fuck on your bitch cuz you is a [?]
I dont even know [?]