UPSET lyrics

[Intro: BLCKK]
Hello, yeah, huh?
Huh, huh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: BLCKK]
I smoke an 808 like a Newport
Ride a Pipeburn in the subway
Turn the massacre into a new sport
Grab a new kit, put an [?], let 'em go
f*ck that, got a new mission, I'ma smoke f*ckers on a stroll
Live television, let 'em have it, put a [?]
30 clips got a new home, in a b*tch, what?
I been livin' hella slow, I'ma need a target, let 'em all snitch
Let 'em motherf*ckers rock, they all wanna talk, we gon' let 'em walk
Long as everybody chillin', ain't nobody talkin', you won't hear a shot

[Chorus: BLCKK & Lil Darkie]
I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, shut up
I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, f*ck that
I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, shut up
I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, shut up
f*ck that, I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, f*ck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, f*ck that
I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, shut up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, f*ck
[Verse 2: Lil Darkie]
Hung overdone, over with, n*ggas like sushi
I rolled her blade, hold her, I sort her, I f*cked her, record her
She blew like recorder, she blew like a flute, she think that I'm cute
Likely to shoot, ninja'd up, bringer of pain, it won't hinder my brain
My focus insane, it might [?] shot 'em right up in his noggin'
[?] and I eat ramen too, I'm an uncommon dude, stay away
In ya lane, gain the fame yourself, don't taint my name
f*ck the fame, I want respect, the time invest
I'll be the best, I know I will, stick out ya chest
And watch it fill, stick to yourself and watch your kid do nothing else
So I can steal everything he shoulda did, you coulda went
You woulda won, if you woulda been the one to see [?]
Among they sons before the sun has shut
Shoulda ran, you would've done until I come to run like thunder
Plunder, [?] the f*ckin' throne
I think my son should take it, break it, make a gun and take ya funds, uh
Stand all, pus*y ass smokin' on a menthol
Watch your men fall, I can hear your talkin', it's a thin wall
You ain't do sh*t but talk, n*gga, f*ckin' up the block
You can pull up when I c*ck, n*gga, great
Kickin' off molly, no rave, all these n*ggas follow, we pave
I smoke an 808 like a Newport, roll another wood 'cause it's too short
I be eatin' good, sellin' [?], grab a chopstick, in the food court
Smokin' glizzy pack, make me dizzy back, would it really smack? You don't really rap, you a squealing rat, I'm a busy man
I'ma pop his hat, get his pockets ran, I ain't playin'
[Outro: Lil Darkie]
I ain't playin', hahahaha, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah