DRKWRD lyrics

[Verse 1: S God]
All of my diamonds on tilt
Big drip sauce I spilt
Playin' with the money get you killed
Grippin' that tool big drill
Fast car, whip that
Cross 'em out, tic tac
pus*y boy get smacked
Hunned band, flip that
Lil b*tch get back
Gang, you not with that
Uppin' a pole
Bullets they hit
Killin' your soul
Dumpin' a clip
Never gon' miss
Skrt in the whip
Poltergeist wrist on me heavy, cost a brick though
Talkin' like you got somethin' to lose, we gon' kick doors
Smoke you like a pound of big dope b*tch get blown
I ain't talkin' head though but you can get a headstone
Issa
Dark world we live in
But I'm packin' heat so I never be slippin'

[Verse 2: Big Smonk]
Smoking on a bag
Get the grip
Better not slip
Better not fold
When it comes to the grip
c*ck back
With a bullet
Suicide made you do it
Look up to the sky
Issa reckoning
Cause b*tches boutta die
Ties that bind
Issa suffering
Cutting through these n*ggas
Like I had some plastic cutlery
Jump the free throw line blind, I'm Jordan
Instead of deep throat rose jokes I'm goin
Off of a 5-foot long rope, I'm throwin'
All of these bars are hard I'm flexin', I'm showin'
Smoking and tokin'
No, I don't sleep, I'm awoken
Killing off demons and praying for somethin'
Dreams of the dammed while I OD off nothin'
Feelin myself guess that don't count for nothin'
Shawty so fine
I don't wanna say nothing
Walking to wacky Wednesday wally
Why is you frontin'
Syllables lined up straight through the session
Blinding light from the sky is a message