Текст песни Darth Faded - Rey Morado

I been riding kinda high
Really finna slide, on to the next feeling
Working magic, call a hex, villain
Gimme head, I'ma need some sex with it
Phantom of the Megaplex, chilly in my veins
I ain't got no vest with me
Niggas scared to take a shot
Oh they bars, nigga no they not
Niggas sleep, man them off the xan with it
Freeform, ain't got no damn fitted
Bam Bam, I been going hard
Prehistoric how I whip the car
Hotbox, nigga won't get far
Shop for gas, think I hit the damn bazaar
This shit purple and orange, bizarre
Have yo ass wondering where you are
Never had to wonder, I'm that nigga
She keep asking if her ass bigger
Don't even matter, bad, still hit it
Could teach a master class on these bitches
Rey's anatomy, I been sicker
She want fuck me, a big kicker
I murder that, he Jack Ripper
I came geeked up, Big Dipper

I know you can't fight the feelin'
I arrived, how he on the ceiling
No surprise, I ain't got no limits
Shit I had to fight, life just bigger a fade
I need a dinner tray
I'm rolling up it anyway
These nigga coked out, won't get smoked out
No compatible interface

I might get jumped on the playground
Nigga been throwing his weight round
Really I barely got no time
Bet they be calling me fake now
I ain't finna let you hoes shine
Darkness been walking by faith now
Crazy cause we got the god flow
Really give these Judas' sum to hate now

Bitch I don't wanna vape
Need that beat on my chest, think I'm ape now
I took a trip to the Motor City, had to fill up on gas off a 8 Mile
I peep the culture decay, Idk got me feeling the breakdown
I might add to destruction and take down
See the anarchy cut off my face ow
Bitch call me Donny I'm tre wild
Kidnap chances, ion take child
I can't take a charge, gotta stay at large
I done been victim of a shakedown
Fuck 12, said it forever, and plus will
I just might die in her guts, the feeling was nuts
I'm spilling my guts here
Me and my niggas at crux
Need flow in our cups and flesh to our cuspid
Niggas get shot over bucks
Ain't many to trust, I don't fuck wit functions
Introverted on my punk shit
I'ma rockstar, need a mosh pit
Cloud been fixing up a upset
If you got the pressure, please come sit
I know ya can't

I know you can't fight the feelin'
I arrived, how he on the ceiling
No surprise, I ain't got no limits
Shit I had to fight, life just bigger a fade
I need a dinner tray
I'm rolling up it anyway
These nigga coked out, won't get smoked out
No compatible interface

I might get jumped on the playground
Nigga been throwing his weight round
Really I barely got no time
Bet they be calling me fake now
I ain't finna let u hoes shine
Darkness been walking by faith now
Crazy cause we got the god flow
Really give these Judas' sum to hate now