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back in long beach - lil darkie lyrics

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[intro]
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[chorus: cxrpse]
i remember back in long beach, sittin’ in the crib
everybody down bad, never on sh*t
a n*gga wanna leave, but n0body got a whip
spent the summertime sad, it was hotter than a b*tch

[verse 1: cxrpse]
b*tch tryna f*ck, tobacco on the walls
never thought i’d make it out, i put my back against the wall
all my opps a bunch of b*tches, i know they wan’ see me fall
i’m livin’ happy at the end of it all
i’ve been up all night, ain’t take a shower in days
i’m runnin’ low on dope, if it’s a problem we fade
crib dirty as a b*tch, still i’m gettin’ paid
livin’ life with my n*ggas for the end of my days

[chorus: cxrpse]
i remember back in long beach, sittin’ in the crib
everybody down bad, never on sh*t
a n*gga wanna leave, but n0body got a whip
spent the summertime sad, it was hotter than a b*tch

[verse 2: bruhmanegod]
looking under the pressure
you couldn’t get through to him, now we hundreds of lectures
live my life finding ways to remove all this stress, uh
so everyone dyin’ off, guess it’s all for the better
dead man walk on
hope the rest still find their way
trap yourself behind a lock
glitch through it, [?]
took your only handful and now you threw it out
stupid, stupid child, nothing you can do about it
what you looking sad for? still got what you asked for
shoot and hit the backboard, go get your own bag, wh0re
and that’s for anybody wastin’ their time talkin’ down
actin’ really tough and now [?] but you the softest cloud
tryna be the talk of town, [?]
the action is to stop the sound
[bridge: lil darkie]
i’ve been waitin’ for you
i’ve been waitin’ for you, for you
uh, uh, uh, uh

[chorus: lil darkie]
i remember back in long beach, sittin’ in the crib
everybody down bad, never on sh*t
a n*gga wanna leave, but n0body got a whip
spent the summertime sad, it was hotter than a b*tch

[verse 3: lil darkie]
i remember back in long beach rentin’ an apartment
tryna buy some [?] but my n*ggas getting carted
told a n*gga at the smoke shop that he acting r*t*rded
i could walk to the opp crib if i wanted
but i probably won’t
you grow slower when you made out of stone, i guess
n*ggas switched and now they sleep on my floor
the cold shoulder, ho’ pick up the phone
i just wanna, wanna, wanna talk
wanna talk to you
what are you afraid of, p*ssy?
i’ve been in the alley drinkin’ with cut throat
f*ck you talkin’ ’bout, you hypocrite nutso
suck my f*ckin’ skin off my d*ck and my b*lls
if it fit in her walls, then it brick
tuck yo’ f*ckin’ pr*ck in your pants and go make up a dance that could get you some cl!cks, n*gga
you could be big
i remember back in long beach, sittin’ in the crib with no air condition (it’s some bad conditions)
and i got just what i wanted out
moved into a crib right when i wanted out
[chorus: lil darkie]
i remember back in long beach, sittin’ in the crib
everybody down bad, never on sh*t
a n*gga wanna leave, but n0body got a car
everybody p*ssy while they hatin’ from afar

[verse 4: lil darkie]
yeah, throwin’ up a hundred times
a hundred for a hundred more, two*hundred forties
probably about two*hundred forty get me h*rny
she want like two*hundred forty dollars worth of bottles she could swallow
i said, “b*tch, you look like frida kahlo” ugh
shoutout frida kahlo though, geronimo and dominos free delivery
i made lots of homies that can only one minute and change who they appear to be
shape shift and left me, left me like blake griffin
[?] fake grippin, bape shipment
lame n*ggas came with us, ain’t leave with ’em
goin’ under when the seas hit ’em
and weighin’ heavy on a hard heart
darkie likin’ how the tree get ’em
sniffin’ weed out like an aardvark
i don’t really wanna be settin’ an example for the way that y’all are
’cause i live percussion, i can be rhythm, but it’s jammin’ with ’em that’s the hard part

[outro]
what the f*ck were just saying? that didn’t even make any f*ckin’ sense
ayy, suck my f*ckin’ d*ck

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