AHHH lyrics

[Intro: Lil Darkie]
(F-F-F-F-Fony)
(Fony Wallace, b*tch)
Yeah, yeah yeah
Uhh

[Verse 1: Lil Darkie]
Nowadays n*ggas don’t be on sh*t
Eating so much that I have to sh*t
Tree lean making it to my p*ss
I wear Rick 'cause it got no logo
Don’t do coco that’s a no-no
Every time me and Christ D wanna take a pic
n*ggas run around tryna get in the photo
Nowadays n*ggas just care about their cell phones
Nowadays n*ggas just care about fitting in
Head real black, skin brown like cinnamon
I don’t give a f*ck about fitting in, AHHH
Want n*ggas to like you 'cause you’re a pus*y
I can never be a b*tch like you
I only rhyme if I want to
I don’t rhyme 'cause the label tell me to
I only do what I want to, AHHH
b*tch, I think I'ma clean up a beach
Rick Owen shoes got sand in ‘еm
My hands got bands in ‘em (Yeah)
Oakley shadеs provide vision
Helping people is my mission
Saying that sh*t other rappers won’t say to you
I only do what I want to
[Verse 2: CHRIST DILLINGER]
Two-tone Glock look like a Toucan
Used to beat the pot up like Guzman
Pop an X, now I don't feel human
I'm so high, that I just stopped movin'
BAPE hoodie, Dragon Ball Z
I hate n*ggas hatin' on me
n*ggas great at hatin' on me
n*ggas straight, but they ridin' my D
Chuck a n*gga, punch him in the chest
n*gga, this the highest that I ever been
I can't f*ck with n*ggas that don't ever win
I can tell these n*ggas broke, because they thin
My car uses less CO2
I’d hate it if God made me you
Go shoppin' when I tell her what to do
I'm black and white, I'm steppin' in the boots
I'm punchin' n*ggas, knockin' out they tooth
n*gga, me and Lil Darkie in the booth
I don't ever see you n*ggas at the bank
God's the only n*gga I could thank
n*gga, I love sippin' drank
Shoot a n*gga point blank, leave him stank

[Outro]
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