Lyrics Crackaveli - Darkside E

She let me use her taxes to buy a bunch of ARs
Pull the slide back leave a nigga at the playground
Type of nigga probably sent your girl on a greyhound
Keep them broke niggas away they some freeloaders
Watch them double Ds swing while she deep throat it
Hit the dope twice now the shit reloaded
Even when it get rough gotta keep going
Might be summer but in my hood it keep snowing
If a fiend bring change I gotta coin jar
You the type of nigga I pay to take that shit to the CoinStar
Used to sell CDs
But you steal off niggas porch now
You burst up in flames if you touch a nigga doorknob
You married that bitch she a mothafucking whore sob
Talking too much got you mothafuckas hogtied
Put a nigga body up like a fucking archive
No street lights nigga welcome to the Darkside

I done seen shit Ima take to the grave
Same shit that these niggas got posted on they page
Baby love to start shit but she always burning sage
If you send a shooter might as well plan his funeral
Fire that bitch tell her empty out her cubical
Have you ever seen a hundred bows
Shit beautiful
I got a fiend I call Joe Biden he be stuttering
Got my hands in everything ain't touch shit
Chain on my neck glock only thing tucked in
Put my hands up a bitch like a Muppet
Ima be the only billionaire in a Cutlass

I done seen shit Ima take to the grave
Lil mama got milage but she get paid
Steal all the sauce you want but we still ain't the same
Aye
I done bossed up my name get brought up
I'm the talk of all the hoes and the Norco's
Ima keep going up like my fucking car door
I'm the only nigga you can call you got outsourced