"CAN OF SPRITE" lyrics
Yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah (Bitch)
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah (Uh)
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah (Yuh)
Fuh—fuh—fuh
Yeah, how would you act if they put you in the corner and you had to fight?
Yeah, I'm calling my Glocky the SpaceX rocket, yo' spirit a satellite
Yeah, my dick is a terabyte and it hard-drive in her, you nano-byte
Yeah, she shaking her butt, we can get shit popping like it was a can of Sprite
You stuck in your mama crib, eating Wonder bread with the turkey and mayonnaise
Touch down in yo' city like I got the trophy, they dumping the Gatorade
These other rappers think they doing so good, but don't know their label pay for plays
They ignorant and every synonym for it, they living in a daze and I'm amazed
Picking my chain up off the floor (Bitch)
Dropping you off the morgue (Yeah)
My girl graduated college, but got a body like she do porn (Yeah)
Rap like I'm paying for my utilities, gas, water, electricity
Internet rappers got nothing on D-A-R-K-I-E, bitch, are you kidding me?
Yeah, ain't no comparison, yo' career is embarrassing
Can't touch any songs I make, got all you playing the theremin
Red Bull giving me wings, I'm sipping it, got me looking like a seraphim
Fans outside of the show, be shaking and talking to the kid like they scared of him
I just tell him, "I'm glad you made it," she giving brain, she educated
Come with that gas, I'll get you faded, you not on shit and I bet you hate it
Tokyo, all my fans are Asian, Copenhagen, all my fans are white
Super Dark when I go to Brazil, I get to that green like a can of Sprite
How would you act if they put you in the corner and you had to fight?
Yeah, I'm calling my Glocky the SpaceX rocket, yo' spirit a satellite
Yeah, my dick is a terabyte and it hard-drive in her, you nano-byte
Yeah, she shaking her butt, we can get shit popping like it was a can of Sprite!
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah (Bitch)
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah
Fuh—fuh—fuh
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah (Bitch)
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah (Uh)
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah (Yuh)
Fuh—fuh—fuh
Yeah, how would you act if they put you in the corner and you had to fight?
Yeah, I'm calling my Glocky the SpaceX rocket, yo' spirit a satellite
Yeah, my dick is a terabyte and it hard-drive in her, you nano-byte
Yeah, she shaking her butt, we can get shit popping like it was a can of Sprite
You stuck in your mama crib, eating Wonder bread with the turkey and mayonnaise
Touch down in yo' city like I got the trophy, they dumping the Gatorade
These other rappers think they doing so good, but don't know their label pay for plays
They ignorant and every synonym for it, they living in a daze and I'm amazed
Picking my chain up off the floor (Bitch)
Dropping you off the morgue (Yeah)
My girl graduated college, but got a body like she do porn (Yeah)
Rap like I'm paying for my utilities, gas, water, electricity
Internet rappers got nothing on D-A-R-K-I-E, bitch, are you kidding me?
Yeah, ain't no comparison, yo' career is embarrassing
Can't touch any songs I make, got all you playing the theremin
Red Bull giving me wings, I'm sipping it, got me looking like a seraphim
Fans outside of the show, be shaking and talking to the kid like they scared of him
I just tell him, "I'm glad you made it," she giving brain, she educated
Come with that gas, I'll get you faded, you not on shit and I bet you hate it
Tokyo, all my fans are Asian, Copenhagen, all my fans are white
Super Dark when I go to Brazil, I get to that green like a can of Sprite
How would you act if they put you in the corner and you had to fight?
Yeah, I'm calling my Glocky the SpaceX rocket, yo' spirit a satellite
Yeah, my dick is a terabyte and it hard-drive in her, you nano-byte
Yeah, she shaking her butt, we can get shit popping like it was a can of Sprite!
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah (Bitch)
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah—yeah
Fuh—fuh—fuh
