Dark

Fuck with the law then you fuck with my fame
They running my shit then you run and you change
I'm running this game I don't fuck with you lame
Serving the wheel right away from my lane

Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark

You don't really fuck with dark
Running my shit up I run when I spark, aye
Fuck what you thought
Shooters on me I don't fuck with the ball, wait

Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark

Baby what you saying what do I do, I do
I'm just trynna live my life beside you, side you
I ain't trynna hurt you imma wife you, wife you
But first imma kill these beats like EISU, EISU
I'm done with that ain't trynna fight you, fight you
Hands turned to bands just spite you, spite you
I ain't running with em got my ice too, ice too
Fingers counting up just to turn blue, turn blue
I ain't fucking with you, no

Homies don't fuck with the dark
Looking around and ask where to start
Aye
I'm the new king I don't stop
LA boutta bounce out when I walk
Aye
Run shit don't talk
Aye
Fuck shit I'm not
Aye
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark

Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark
Homies don't fuck with the dark



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Writer(s): Sweeney, Hunter Sweeney
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