Lyrics to Darts

[Intro]

Uh, yeah, uh, yeah (Punch in, punch out)



[Verse 1]

New fanbase really like how I flow shit

Old fanbase want me back on that old shit

Say what you want but you don't really know shit

Give her that magic stick, sippin' my potion

I'm on her skin like a mofuckin' lotion

Bitch pussy wet so I swim in the ocean



[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 we 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 bitch 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, this bitch on E



[Verse 2]

Where you at last week, tryna be like me

Why you act like me but not like me?

And my chain on pee, tryna be lowkey

Run a train on yo' bitch, make her asshole bleed

They ain't high like me

Can't fly like me

And I'm in MIA 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 bitch so she could look at me

Love how your followin' think they could bully me

Don't wanna kill them but something keep pushing

All you critics just keep on suckin' me

Real long dick till she can't even stomach me

Fuckin' her once or the bitch is in love with me

Uber been comin' but she wanna cuddle me

After I cum, 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, fuck ya name

All them lamse on you

It's a surprise how I been here for so long

Yo' bitch receivin', I told her to go long, uh

She callin' my dick like a cell phone

Vegan bitch 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 fuck with you S.O.B.'s

'Bout my bidness like LLCs

All my numbers is just OP

All ya numbers is RNG

On my dick, 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, yeah, uh)

Gang! (Uh, uh, ha ah ah)

Gang gang gang!

Hah, hah, hah hah hah!

Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah

Fukkit