SMOKE Lil Darkie (Ft. Wendigo)

[Intro: Wendigo & Lil Darkie]
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!
Someone want the smoke out the barrel (Smoke)
We be going animal, feral (Hunt)
Why you sipping Danimals, baby? (Junt)
I'ma give your fucking bitch rabies (Huh)
Bitches wanna suck on my big cat
Now I have to fuck ’em and then dash
I don't leave the house without the stick (Gun)
I could bash in your skull quick (Son)

[Verse 1: Lil Darkie]
I can bash in your skull quick
Kid, I can flip gas, I can flip mids
I can flip boof on both coasts, I can hit the booth and toast folks
Sucker niggas talking all that crap about the studio they got up in that trap
Still ain't make a fuckin’ slap
Drop a fucking track, still ain't made a fucking video, you sitting on your ass
You ain't written gas
You ain't written shit, flick BIC, get lit, and forget that we be grindin'
Gang double timin'
Rhyming like a nigga that was spittin' and knittin' and written like it was submittin’ out the hymen
I been, rolling mad loud habitually
Strolling through the city officially
Fit with me? Can’t
Lame niggas, crush 'em like ants
I’ma need to know you in advance dance, Dance!