Darts lyrics

[Intro]
Uh (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), punch in (Uh), punch out (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
New fanbase really like how I flow sh*t
Old fanbase want me back on that old sh*t (Uh, uh)
Say what you want but you don't really know sh*t (Uh)
Give her that magic stick, sippin' my potion (Yeah)
I'm on her skin like a mof*ckin' lotion
b*tch pus*y wet so I swim in the ocean (Uh, yeah)

[Chorus]
You know where I'm at, you know where I be
I'm gettin' the jack, the pot like cheese
And we rock all black, them SB sneaks
Hella limited pack, the Off-White fleece
And limit all chat, we not no geeks
Yeah, I'm blowin' on pack, not now, please
And you know y'all flat, don't got keys
And the boy got drive, this b*tch on E
You know where I'm at, you know where I be
I'm gettin' the jack, the pot like cheese
We rock all black, them SB sneaks
The limited pack, Off-White fleece
And limit all chat, we not no geeks
I'm blowin' on pack, not now, please
See, now y'all flat, and don't got keys
The boy got drive (Uh), this b*tch on E
[Verse 2]
Where you at last week, tryna be like me
Why you act like me but you not like me?
And my chain on pee, tryna be lowkey
Run a train on yo' b*tch, make her as*h*le bleed
They ain't high like me, can't fly like me
And I been M.I.A. blowin' on L.A. weed
Blew a check last week on some Deathworld tees
Know yo' ass go broke livin' life like me
Triple X with the b*tch so she could look at me
Love how your followin' think they could bully me
Don't wanna kill them but something keep pushing me
All you critics just keep on suckin' me
Real long di*k till she can't even stomach me
f*ckin' her once or the b*tch is in love with me
Uber been comin' but she wanna cuddle me
After I c*m, don't you dare try to hug on me
Flow has changed, so enraged, don't engage or you, uh
Die estranged by my range, still the same old you
While I changed the game, higher plane, hit a stain on you
Took ya lane, f*ck ya name, all them lames on you
It's a surprise how I been here for so long
Yo' b*tch receivin', I told her to go long, uh
She callin' my di*k like a cell phone
Vegan b*tch eat me with just my fur coat on
Why you still tryna flex on me?
Made a list of the threats on me
Ain't a thing you can check on me
Might as well bleed to death on me
I don't f*ck with you S.O.B.'s, 'bout my business like LLCs
All my numbers is just OP, all ya numbers is RNG
On my di*k, then come follow me, you would think there's a lot on me
And you right, I'ma ball on me, A&R's tryna call on me
[Outro]
Gang (Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh)
Gang (Uh, uh, hah, ah, ah)
Gang, gang, gang
Hah, hah, hah (Hah), hah (Hah)
Hah (Hah), hah (Hah), hah (Hah), Fukkit