[Dialogue: DJ LUCAS]
Yeahhhhhh
DJ Lucas
Egomaniacs of the Dark World team
Real [?], homie G-Slide on 'em, yeah
[Verse 1: DJ LUCAS]
I keep that farm-boy corner on lock
See the rule nine sign, yeah, it's down the block
I texted you my address, no, I don't wanna talk ( I don't wanna talk baby)
80 through the back, 90 if I gotta walk (Hahahaha)
Everyday I change my apartment
Use the logo on your back as a target
Wanna sue me, gotta go hard b**h
Sign a lot of papers, no dripping nail polish
Selling records and I ain't on the market
Always on the road, phony charging
Got a big rig, nowhere to park it
Guess we'll just drive around where we spark it (SKRRT!)
[Pre-Chorus: DJ LUCAS]
I'm a G when I slide, DJ got a Yeezy pa** when I ride
f**boys scream, yeah they want to see what's inside
Keep getting them texts with the "T"s and the "Y"s
That's "THANK YOU!"
Come on kids, want to read between the lies
Problem is, with the real meaning lies
You gotta understand if you really try, cry
[Chorus: DJ LUCAS]
I'm a G when I slide, DJ got a Yeezy pa** when I ride [x8]
[Verse 2: DJ LUCAS]
(Yeah) Mister Clean, so you thinking you can share me
You can miss me with the sh** 'cause you's a cranberry
You can put your dukes up, just like Danny Ferry
Walk onto the court, reborn [?]
I ain't got no bud, residue is barely there
I had this thing taking off clothes like she was up in here
The parking enforcement says I should never park it there
I look at them long and hard with my cold and evil stare
I do California stops, that mean I don't
Dark World, imma get it tatted on my throat
I might aswell, it's already over all of my clothes
Yeah i'm spelling "DARK WORLD" in the sky with smoke (smoke weed)
[Chorus]