[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]