Locomotive - Part II (feat. Lil Darkie)

Perc' thirty, gettin' thirty as my pants size
Sippin' dirty, Shirley 'cause I'm girly, I'm a grand prize
Early bird get the worm, he get the gurney, I'ma die
She a bird, tell me she prefer me when I'm not a high
If I'm high, then nobody know it, not even me
She get a diploma for blowin', she gettin' college degrees
They callin' me Token but Token is really not for the weak
As if I'm smokin' somethin' it's man-made
Blowing up, on a rampage
Keeping the crew alive as we toast a cup of the champagne
Stompin' so many coffins that Robitussin's my brand name
Fuck every single rapper, I don't give none of them handshakes
Journaling to myself like my older relative, Anne Frank

Hahahaha
Bitch
Ayo, shoutout Plvgue Blvd (ugh)
Shoutout India, motherfucka

If a Perc could've been my pants size, it'd be thirty-six
Fuckin' a dirty bitch, I need to get a bar of soap
It's a demon on the microphone, someone call the Pope
Exorcise 'em, scarin' away all the fat hoes
I don't know where all the rap goes, it's a black hole in my head
Rappers in a pile, yeah, I stack those
Crack nose, like he sniffin' powder, I watch Chowder
I spit flame every day, call me Bowser
I got a girl, you be aroused by the browser
Starin' at the LED screen, RGB
Eating Arby's, lookin' like a school shooter
It's Lil Darkie, motherfucker, you a loser
L on the forehead, bitch, I'm an all-star
Smashin' yo' mouth, I put your eyes where my balls are
Sunglasses, it make me cum fast like DoorDash
When you pay, couple extra bucks for this shit
Double kick, bubble butt bitch and she suckin' dick
Drummers on the bottom of my gun, I got a couple sticks
Symbol on my forehead, it's there till the day I kick the bucket
I got nothin' left to lose, man, fuck it

I would just like to take this opportunity to let you know
That year after year we are losing two percent of our insect biomass globally
Also fuck every single person on Earth with the name Chris
Fuck you Chris