Pull up in the RAF
All Black
It's the rapture nigga
Tongue game wicked
Cuz all I speak
Is facts Lil nigga
Clusters on the lobe
Pop a Xan
For the headaches
All about my coin
Flip'n bricks
Like they pancakes
Everybody is a star
But to you niggas
Ima comet
Dick so big
Make you vomit
All on the Gram,
On my pics
Leave'n comments
Ya dig!
Niggas call me daddy
I still smoke the kids
All about the kush
I never smoke the cigs
If my nigga on the chorus
I'll meet him at the bridge
Icy
Man, I stay hot like Jamaica
Likkle battymon
About his bloodclot paper
Darcy Don Dada
On ya neck
Yeah I'm sickening
I'm a mean bitch
So no you can't sit with me
Got a couple shooters
Down to ride
And catch a lick
My bitches heels on your head
So I pamper them with Tiffany's
Niggas on dick
Pussy whipped
It's a mystery
Lying on they clit
Telling fibs
Make em history
Respect the Queen
When the dick tuck
Ass fat
No nip tuck
When I walk in
Sit upright
Boss shit
I'm uptight nigga
Danger in my eyes
I'm the man of steel
Danger in my eyes
Yeah I came to kill
Darcy is a Villian
I got fame to steal
Eat them silver bullets
I like stainless steel
Catch a flight to Georgia
Just to flaunt my bread
Catch a flight to Georgia
Where a nigga bred
Baker Village on the map
C-Town on the map (Columbus)
South side Columbus Georgia
City on my back
Sudden Paranoia
Cookie Chips Ahoy A
Got drugs that look like spices
Call that shit the Goya
You niggas drop like flies
Because the flow is poison
Cocaina on the visa
Get that blow imported
Uh!
Popped a Molly
Popped a Zan
Popped a perk
And Now I'm on my way to France
Got a Louis bag and that got 50 bands
Got a Gucci bag and that got 50 grams
Niggas going ham
Email filled with spam
Straight Martin on you hoes
Send that shit to Pam
Just know I count the cash
I put the tilt on it
Bitch Better have my money
Or she gonna get killedt on it
Bruh!
Danger in my eyes
I'm the man of steel
Danger in my eyes
Yeah I came to kill
Darcy is a Villian
I got fame to steal
Eat them silver bullets
I like stainless steel
Darcy Don Dada - 4 the Kill Lyrics
Darcy Don Dada - 4 the Kill Lyrics
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English
Pull up in the RAF
All Black
It's the rapture nigga
Tongue game wicked
Cuz all I speak
Is facts Lil nigga
Clusters on the lobe
Pop a Xan
For the headaches
All about my coin
Flip'n bricks
Like they pancakes
Everybody is a star
But to you niggas
Ima comet
Dick so big
Make you vomit
All on the Gram,
On my pics
Leave'n comments
Ya dig!
Niggas call me daddy
I still smoke the kids
All about the kush
I never smoke the cigs
If my nigga on the chorus
I'll meet him at the bridge
Icy
Man, I stay hot like Jamaica
Likkle battymon
About his bloodclot paper
Darcy Don Dada
On ya neck
Yeah I'm sickening
I'm a mean bitch
So no you can't sit with me
Got a couple shooters
Down to ride
And catch a lick
My bitches heels on your head
So I pamper them with Tiffany's
Niggas on dick
Pussy whipped
It's a mystery
Lying on they clit
Telling fibs
Make em history
Respect the Queen
When the dick tuck
Ass fat
No nip tuck
When I walk in
Sit upright
Boss shit
I'm uptight nigga
Danger in my eyes
I'm the man of steel
Danger in my eyes
Yeah I came to kill
Darcy is a Villian
I got fame to steal
Eat them silver bullets
I like stainless steel
Catch a flight to Georgia
Just to flaunt my bread
Catch a flight to Georgia
Where a nigga bred
Baker Village on the map
C-Town on the map (Columbus)
South side Columbus Georgia
City on my back
Sudden Paranoia
Cookie Chips Ahoy A
Got drugs that look like spices
Call that shit the Goya
You niggas drop like flies
Because the flow is poison
Cocaina on the visa
Get that blow imported
Uh!
Popped a Molly
Popped a Zan
Popped a perk
And Now I'm on my way to France
Got a Louis bag and that got 50 bands
Got a Gucci bag and that got 50 grams
Niggas going ham
Email filled with spam
Straight Martin on you hoes
Send that shit to Pam
Just know I count the cash
I put the tilt on it
Bitch Better have my money
Or she gonna get killedt on it
Bruh!
Danger in my eyes
I'm the man of steel
Danger in my eyes
Yeah I came to kill
Darcy is a Villian
I got fame to steal
Eat them silver bullets
I like stainless steel
All Black
It's the rapture nigga
Tongue game wicked
Cuz all I speak
Is facts Lil nigga
Clusters on the lobe
Pop a Xan
For the headaches
All about my coin
Flip'n bricks
Like they pancakes
Everybody is a star
But to you niggas
Ima comet
Dick so big
Make you vomit
All on the Gram,
On my pics
Leave'n comments
Ya dig!
Niggas call me daddy
I still smoke the kids
All about the kush
I never smoke the cigs
If my nigga on the chorus
I'll meet him at the bridge
Icy
Man, I stay hot like Jamaica
Likkle battymon
About his bloodclot paper
Darcy Don Dada
On ya neck
Yeah I'm sickening
I'm a mean bitch
So no you can't sit with me
Got a couple shooters
Down to ride
And catch a lick
My bitches heels on your head
So I pamper them with Tiffany's
Niggas on dick
Pussy whipped
It's a mystery
Lying on they clit
Telling fibs
Make em history
Respect the Queen
When the dick tuck
Ass fat
No nip tuck
When I walk in
Sit upright
Boss shit
I'm uptight nigga
Danger in my eyes
I'm the man of steel
Danger in my eyes
Yeah I came to kill
Darcy is a Villian
I got fame to steal
Eat them silver bullets
I like stainless steel
Catch a flight to Georgia
Just to flaunt my bread
Catch a flight to Georgia
Where a nigga bred
Baker Village on the map
C-Town on the map (Columbus)
South side Columbus Georgia
City on my back
Sudden Paranoia
Cookie Chips Ahoy A
Got drugs that look like spices
Call that shit the Goya
You niggas drop like flies
Because the flow is poison
Cocaina on the visa
Get that blow imported
Uh!
Popped a Molly
Popped a Zan
Popped a perk
And Now I'm on my way to France
Got a Louis bag and that got 50 bands
Got a Gucci bag and that got 50 grams
Niggas going ham
Email filled with spam
Straight Martin on you hoes
Send that shit to Pam
Just know I count the cash
I put the tilt on it
Bitch Better have my money
Or she gonna get killedt on it
Bruh!
Danger in my eyes
I'm the man of steel
Danger in my eyes
Yeah I came to kill
Darcy is a Villian
I got fame to steal
Eat them silver bullets
I like stainless steel
Writer: Eric Thomas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid