wrap music - Lil Darkie

Put your mind to it and do it, the fluid stewin'

Better stir it 'fore it’s ruined, goodness sake

Ain’t no more leaves in the trees, hood is raked but I’m baked

Because I got it imported, where they make it at?

I hear the bacon splat, you know we takin' that back home

I put the chrome to the front of your dome and say

«Please stop littering and jittering so much»

With a finger I could touch on the trigger like the clutch

Switch gears, ditch peers that be rollin' up a Dutch

Ho, you must be retarded, throwing gas up in the flavorin'

Savorin' it much?

I’m behaving like a rapper

Wrap a wrapper 'round the crutch, raw paper that I’m favorin'

Rap music and if it slaps, choose it

If you a fruit bruisin' that mean you shoot twos in

And never threes, nigga, be with my G’s, nigga

You fall from trees that probably swarming with bees, nigga

Uh, sometimes I forget that every blunt is different

And every hit I take I should be livin' in, but I be stressin'

Absent minded, I keep the rats from findin' out

Where all my cheese is hidin', I keep it wrapped in bindin'

But then I realize everything has passed me by

And stressin' out has left me worried 'bout your last reply

I have to power through and overcome myself, defy the odds

Bitch, I like a challenge, so I might be finding Oz

In another life I’d be a bad bitch, savage

Cooking up some cabbage you can ravage

Nigga, eat up and kick ya feet up, recline ya seat up

Holder colder with the ice inside it, I’m enticing, unsurprising

In another life I’d be a big man, cig hand

Puffin' on tobacco while I dig mad graves

Killin' shit and fillin' it with stuffin', hella rough for nothin'

But the huffin' odor pleasant, eat a pheasant like a peasant kinging

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Tell 'em, wendigo)

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (That's right, bitch)

Sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha

Sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha, sha

Wild west sickening, yuh, I ended up 'round here

Down here, other side of town, we’re

Not for the bickering, we be lookin' at the road

Where we go, you ain’t care enough to know

And the plot more than thickenin', write a story, let it go

That’s a mandatory no, foes

Outside and lookin' in, or maybe in and lookin' out

Be a sinner, that’s a route, nigga, shout

That’s a wrap

Tell 'em, wendigo

Hit it, baby, that’s a wrap